Bike Fright Recap
Fake blood
You scare me like the real thing
And if you were the real thing
You'd scare me more
So pour it on
Like it's the real thing
Fake blood
You rock me like the real thing, yeah
Labels: alleycat, Boosh, Indianapolis


Labels: alleycat, Boosh, Indianapolis
So, after the Macaframa premier Saturday, and the subsequent tricking around at Pan Am, a contingent of cyclists created a bike pile outside of Front Page Tavern on Mass Ave., and checked out the Saturday Night Live hip hop night with DJ Metrognome and DJ Hellhammer.
Some pride is building in Indy among the tired eyes of the builders, show-goers, and ArtBike! revelers. With the record setting 1700 first-day attendees, there was optimism in the streets as people made their way to their evenings. We were running into small packs of cyclists wherever we went, mostly new faces and mostly smiling. The only complaints we've heard so far about Indy are the weather.
The highlight of the event was the Gold Sprints, with Indy Boosh crew cyclist "Masi Mark" Alford squaring off against Garret Chow of Mash SF in the finals. In the first run, Masi Mark was leading by 1.3 seconds, but a gliche in the gold sprints program threw the race before the 1k was over. Chow's experience and endurance paid off, taking first by .4 seconds in the second run. Chow ended up with a set of Rasta Velocities, and Indy ended up with some pride in being able to hang with the best. Labels: Boosh, Garret Chow, gold sprint, Mash SF, NAHBS