Once again, dad proves that he is a forefather of awesome. Pre-realizing that planking is lame sauce, his PBR-fueled think box invented hood ornamenting - laying blind folded on the hood of a car while it hurls down back country roads at full steam. He’s in an elite club of dangerthusiast that know what it’s like to tongue kiss the reaper and middle finger salute the grave. This photo is one of the first trial runs.
So, if you hipsters could afford more than a fixie, you could be adrenalin gnar balls like your old man. Sadly working at a coffee shop doesn’t pay enough.
Thanks to Meghan for the photo.
