I know for me, it was a stepping stone... Probably not a good goal to have, cause it didn't really help me get any better, but damnit I hated those fuckin chicken strips... It took me a while to get them off of my tire... My body position suffered cause I was working so hard to get the bike leaned over...
Once I got rid of them on my first set of tires, it was game on. I stopped worrying about them and my speed increased a lot... as did my body position and skill level. My 2nd rear tire had a ton of fucking chicken strip left on it, despite my antics with drewpy. In fact, that was a topic of conversation throughout one memorable ride... how my fucking chicken strips just would not die... Every stop drewpy was like, 'that HAD to of done it...' Nope...
On my third, and current set of tires, the chicken strip was gone on the first ride. I wasn't focusing on it, in fact, it wasn't even that hard of a ride (WVA trip)... It just happened.
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