Jeff, Shu, Mike, and I get to the beach banks.


Then head over to a smooth up ledge where Jeff got his single. This bird was chirping about when we hit Santa Ana to skate ledges.

The car overheated and waited for HELP!
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I became more Mexican as we headed back on the freeway and somehow grew a moustache and wore glasses.


WHAT A DELICIOUS COMBINATION. FIN.