3 years old and ripping it. Just like his big brother did. Seamus took flight today and isn't looking back. The Like-A-Bike yet again proved its worth for boy No. 2.
I watched him today do this and in all sincerity, and obviously not to sound cheesy but it'll sound the way it'll sound, this affirms why I ride. Just seeing his face creates that instant connection between what he just experienced today and what I have known for the last 32 years of my life since I learned to pedal Ted Stoica's bike...the one he got for his birthday..at HIS birthday party. I can only imagine those pros who take the step towards dope to get faster. This joy in Seamus which they absolutely knew is now the farthest thing from their mind. Somewhere along the way the job and livelihood and overbearing ego penetrated the goodness of it all and totally sullied the experience of what a bike does to transform a human.
So all the sappy doperssuck stuff aside, CHECK THIS OUT! MY BOY'S FREE! HE DID IT! SICK!!!