On any thursday

Ogni maledetto mercoledì, con qualsiasi tempo (o quasi, da quelle parti le condizioni potrebbero impedirlo del tutto), i ragazzi di Chin on the Tank ("Il mento sul serbatoio"), si ritrovano alla stazione di servizio BP all'angolo tra la venticinquesima e Poplar... A Philadelphia... Un esempio da imitare... E un blog da visitare... Hang five mates!

Sul loro blog, leggerete quanto segue... Poche cose intelligenti per riders di di spessore: "Meet every Thursday at the BP gas station at 25th and Poplar at 8pm. We hang out in the gas station and shoot the shit until about 8:30ish, see who shows up, then we’ll do some sort of a ride around Fairmount park, or out to Conshohocken and back. If it’s really nice outside maybe we’ll do something longer. Just depends I guess. After the ride we go check out one of the bars in the city, shoot the shit there. Normally somewhere in northern liberties. Open to suggestions. As far as weather is concerned, we’ll be doing the rides as long as it’s not shitty out. If it’s 45˚ or less and shitty shitty cold I’m not going. Fuck that. But if it’s a warm 45˚ – 100ish˚ … We’ll be there. And I hate saying this shit, but some people are retards… If you’re gonna come do a ride with us, ride staggered, and don’t pass the person in front of you. Don’t ride like a dick. If someone’s cycle breaks down, only 1 person stops with the person who broke down, and then someone else come up, tell whoever is leading, and the group will stop. Oh… and if you’re not on a vintage bike, it’s all good. I won’t make fun of your bike that much… Ride what ya got. Just wanna have a good time ya know".