Dylan Robbins

Apparently being a new dad makes you: sleepy, slow, all covered in babypoopy, and unable to distinguish between '0' and '5' on a keyboard. I ordered some sweet Michelin ProRace 4s in what I thought was the 25mm sizeway. I waited. I pined. I checked my mailbox daily like some Fredly version of Charlie Brown aching for a vulcanized valentine from the Internet version of the little redhaired girl. Then one day, they arrived....and turned out to be 700x20. A little too Kate Moss for me.
If anyone out there in OBRAland has a similar-quality pair of 25s or 28s I would be pleased as punch to do a little swap. The ProRace 4s are new in box and come with a sweet mixtape I'll make you of some eclectic jams: A little Norwegian gray metal, something kind of grindy, something downtempo for those Zima-soaked nights. Might even throw in a latin-influenced Buddhist chant for the Putomayo set. Pass your fatties 'pon the lefthandside.
-Admiral Longpour (Ret.), USS Team JVA
"Twice Decorated, Thrice Disgraced."