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  1. That was sick. I tried like hell when I was younger to get my bike skills to that point. I grew up in Chittenango, Dave Mirras hometown and felt pressured to be great. Years later bartending downtown I ended up working at his favorite bar where he had his condo right above it. He was very good friends with the owner and came in all the time. Over a few months of hanging out with him across the bar and serving him, we got pretty close. I had to walk him up the stairs, one night to his condo and he had his new bike in our kitchen to keep it safe. I asked him if he wanted me to bring the bike up and he just said no you can keep it bud. Thank you. I went back down and got my bike and he had literally already signed it and then I realized it was one of his new mirraco prototypes. This is now my most prized possession. He was a great man, more than people will ever know. The most humble laid-back person I have ever had the grace of meeting. Keep up the good work and keep pushing yourself. There’s really something about doing what you love.

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