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About me

Location	Northfield, MN
Introduction	Raised on bad BMX movies and ramps made of plywood and cinder blocks, I was renown, at an early age, among the best of young wheelie riders and bunny hoppers in the township of Nowthen. To this day, if my name is spoken in that little town, epic tales, passed down through the years by word of mouth, begin to be told. The most noteworthy of which is the ledgend of the thirteen trash cans cleared in Bobby Jorgenson's driveway while his mother chased with a broom in hand, ready to swat me from my noble steed. In later years, I have moved on to bigger things: fourteen trashcans, fifteen, sixteen. Many a man have asked what could possibly be next, to which I reply: seventeen trashcans.

Location

Northfield, MN

Introduction

Raised on bad BMX movies and ramps made of plywood and cinder blocks, I was renown, at an early age, among the best of young wheelie riders and bunny hoppers in the township of Nowthen. To this day, if my name is spoken in that little town, epic tales, passed down through the years by word of mouth, begin to be told. The most noteworthy of which is the ledgend of the thirteen trash cans cleared in Bobby Jorgenson's driveway while his mother chased with a broom in hand, ready to swat me from my noble steed. In later years, I have moved on to bigger things: fourteen trashcans, fifteen, sixteen. Many a man have asked what could possibly be next, to which I reply: seventeen trashcans.