You know what Strava doesn’t measure is how many jaws you drop by being a total badass.
Keep that in mind the next time you ruin a trail, you god damn nerds.
When Sinyard buys Strava and renames it EpicRide with a stylized S between Epic and Ride, you’ll get angry lawyer letters for this kinda hateful nonsense that proves you’re trying to destroy MTB for everyone and stand in the way of people progressing their riding.
I’m confused. What is this person trying to say? What’s a Sinyard? Is that like a space that’s 3 feet long where you covet your neighbor’s spicy hot wife?
By the way, we love your early work with the Cleveland Indians.
A Sinyard is that, yes — or it’s where the altar boys go to have a cig or look at porn while the Good Father is busy doing something else, or it’s that tent in some corner of the infield at the Indy 500 where the professional ladies make their money the Smith-Barney-Houseman way, they EARN it.
Those jamokes who ran the Indians ripped us off, but compared to what they charge you crackers these days for a beer and a hot dog, I guess we didn’t do so bad.
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