Disclaimer given. And then…
The Off the Chain squad laid down a wicked one-hour shredfest!
Titanium Plates took group 1 across the creek and was sending drops like a total boss! :muscle:
Hall Monitor rolled with group 2, blowing through corners like he was clearing the hallway before the principal showed up. :boom:
The whole crew was mashing pedals, catching air, and carving berms like dirt-surfing warriors, yelling “brooo!” at every rock garden and kicker they barely survived. By the end, we looked gassed but grinning… proof that gravity may win battles, but off_the_chain always wins the war of radness. :the_horns:
Off the Chain rules!