Maybe it's because backhand is a novelty around here with so many "natural footer" opportunities that I enjoy it so much, when I find a nice long wall running left.
Same spot. 1985 to 2010. 25 years later the stoke remains hurtling along and leaning backwards right over on a rail to set up a reo as you dodge barnacled rocks.
Monday, September 27, 2010
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