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How Aero of Me

NEW AERO HELMET! I've wanted one of these for forever and I finally bought one off my friend Ian for $50 (For a $330 helmet, I'd say that's the best bargain I've ever gotten).

To be worn like this:


Not this:

Whew. Good things I knew that one. If I put my helmet on like that it would almost be as bad as that time I went to Walden with Max, Colin, and Dave and put Dave's wetsuit on inside out.
Yes, that happened. Whatta nube I was.

Anyway, Nanc and Mark should have no problem whatsoever spotting me at Nationals.

Love,
Me

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