After 2 long, boring hours, A mean lady, asking for my name, and 3 red bulls, I finally made my way to the front of the line. Then I saw him. He was wearing what appeared to be swimming trunks, and a back fox short that said "go fox yourself" and I was next in line. "Uh, Elaine?" Ken said uneasily, like he was unsure how to pronounce it. "Just call me Elly." I said in a faint voice. "Okay, uh Elly, come with me?" He asked. I nodded and followed him into his garage. "Tell me your history with being a mechanic." He started off. I told him everything. How my uncle got me into it. My college years at MMI, the time an engine blew up in my face, the time i mixed up new spokes with old ones and completely ruined the wheel frame. but i also told him of my success. How i got signed with an arena cross rider, for a year. He looked genuinely impressed. "Well, you have quite some talent. Here's my phone number. I'll be contacting you soon. For sure." He said, in his adorable accent, leaving me with a smile and the all famous wink of his. I walked to my car, with the biggest smile one could muster up. This was quite possibly the best day of my life.
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back to your feet (ken roczen)
Fanfictionafter Ken Roczens crash in Oakland, and his injury in Atlanta, his supercross season was ruined. and just to add onto the distasters, his mechanic kelly quit.
