Don't let the number "2" fool you!  Like a good #2, we stink... but not as bad as you might imagine.  As we finally resemble something like a real team, you could never tell from the way we act, train, drink, yell profanities, and bitch-n-moan about nearly everything under the sun.  Were looking to leave quite a few riders slippin' and sliddin' in our smelly wake.