Race of Gentlemen 2
With this Monday’s impending snow vortex bringing another foot of snow, I figure I’d dig up these “remember the warm days” photos…
Race of Gentlemen, in it’s second year, has already become a trophy weekend for our kind. The petrol-fueled celebration leaves vacant streets at the mercy of flathead-powered burnouts and slow-burn cruising. Shirtless dance-riots of stoned brutes emerge on the beach and in the last strongholds of the locals. Our hysterics manage to get us tossed from at least one night club as we push the limits of decency. The weekend moves like a blur from the daytime beach races, hotel pool parties, nighttime beach fires, strips clubs and sobering cycle rides.
The first night — Rendezvous at the StarLux.
See you next year.
3 responses to “Race of Gentlemen 2”
Published - Oct 27, 2012
Couple leaves caught me off guard and went down. Broke clutch perch. So… Watch out for those leaves. I’m always looking for them and they still got me. Fuckers. Low speed… so all is good.