There are some damn impressive legs in here.
Hence I will not be participating.
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.
On my seventh year, I had knee surgury on my left knee.. but in person you cant tell a difference, except that my left leg is about an inch smaller.... as you can tell though... I need some work on my calves
I inherited my dads thights and his calves.. I would have liked to skip getting his calves :keke: