ROB “ROUSER” GALAN

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“I KNEW THAT IF I COULDN’T KEEP THE MOTO RUN­NING FOR FIVE DAYS, I WOULD LIVE WITH THE BURDEN OF FAIL­ING MY TEAM FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.”

Twenty-four hours till we de­part Biltwell head­quar­ters, the moto is prepped, the van is loaded, and my cof­fee kit is set. I kept ask­ing my­self, “Do I have ev­ery tool I might need? Did I pack all the needed spare parts? Do I have that spe­cial bolt?” You know what I’m talk­ing about. That one spe­cial bolt that is some odd thread pitch, a par­tic­u­lar length. The one that holds some cru­cial com­po­nent that the moto can’t run without. The one that can kill the whole mis­sion be­cause it wasn’t packed in the spares kit. I couldn’t let my team down; we all worked so hard lead­ing up to race day. I knew that if I couldn’t keep the moto run­ning for five days, I would live with the burden of fail­ing my team for the rest of my life.

As each day passed, the dust col­lect­ing on the spares bins was a sign. A sign that read: “We are suc­ceed­ing in our mis­sion.” All the hours of work, test­ing, and prep­ping were pay­ing off in how the moto was con­quer­ing the gnarly ter­rain of Baja. My wor­ries sub­sided, and the plea­sure of al pas­tor tacos started tak­ing over.

F—k you, in­ter­net, we did it!

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