Tester: big jonny
Date: October 31, 2001

It's fucking 40 degrees and raining outside, and it's the off season, and I'm a fucking pussy. Don't worry, any riding I do, I'll be using this shit, er, fine product. I'm keeping a long list, my friends. And I'm checking it. Twice, even. Sometimes.

The helmet, which I've been wearing around the house all night, is super comfy. It's like this fucking thing was made for my head. Will it fit you as well? I don't know. Are you a three armed mutant with one eye in the center of your forehead?

I'd say try it on. It is the same quality and attention to detail that we've come to expect from Bell. It's pretty boss and I can't find anything bad to day about it. That in itself speaks volumes. I pride myself on my ability to complain about anything.

It'll be a crying shame when I fucking blow the line, plow into a boulder and smash this thing. But, at the same time, I won't be eating all of my meals with a spoon either.