The New Hottness

My race is this weekend, and nightmare scenario number one is getting a flat 1. To that end I went to Sports Basement yesterday evening and got some new tires, and put them on last night before dinner. It was goodbye to my old Continental Four Seasons, touring tires that have taken me upwards of 2,000 miles, and hello to shiny new Continental 4000 Grand Prix, racing tires. Red racing tires. 205 grams.
1. Actually, I guess it's number two. Number one is getting eaten by a shark. Silly, I know, but I saw Jaws at a formative age.
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