always liked grosso growing up... straight ripper with that trademark cheshire cat grin (with or without eyebrows).
but when mothra pulled himself out of his drug-fueled abyss and somehow started to make up for all those years lost by killing it harder than ever, my respect for him skyrocketed.
anyone familiar with "rising son" saw grosso almost steal the show from hosoi with his own cautionary tale... he'd later go on to learn mctwists at age 31. respect.
this one's for all the older cats out there that say I don't post enough vert dudes. you're right.
and am i the only one that misses the days of elite 'thanes? every ad filled with glorious screaming boogers-and-snot that somehow effectively convinced us that these were the wheels worth buying.
add a jim phillips post to the neverending chrome ball list of things to do.