This page is dedicated in memory of our lost member, Micheal Dale Brown, also known by close friends and family as 193 for the number of all his dirtbikes he raced. Mike is known by many people around the state of Maryland and other places. We had lost Mike to his unfortunate addication to drugs. I'm not going to go on and on about Mike, you can just ask anyone who knew Mike of how great a person he was. Below is some pictures of Mike in his better times.
Mike's 91 Chevy Camaro "The Beast"
Mike and Desiree (Girlfriend)
Mike was always smiling! :)
Mike a lil tipsy (when wasnt he!)
Mike and Desiree enjoying HFSfestival
My R.I.P. tat
Below is a poem I have dedicated to Mike.
"So little man you're tired of grass, LSD, coke and hash.
When someone pretending to be a friend, said 'I'll introduce you to Miss Herion'.
Well honey, before you start fooling with me, let me inform you of how it will be.
For I will seduce you and make you my slave, I've sent stronger men than you to their graves.
You'll think you could never be such a disgrace, Then you'll end up an addict to poppyseed waste.
You'll start by inhaling me one afternoon, then you'll take me into your arm very soon.
And once I have entered deep into your vein, the craving will drive you absolutely insane.
You'll need lots of money (haven't you been told?), for darling I'm much more expensive than gold.
You'll swindle your mother for less than a buck, you'll end up an animal - vile and corrupt.
You'll mug and you'll steal for a narcotic charm, and you'll only feel content when I'm in your arm.
One day you'll realize the monster you've grown, and solemnly swear to leave me alone.
If you think you have the mystical knack, just try getting me off your back.
The pains, the cramps, your guts in a knot, your jingling nerves scream for just one more shot.
The cold chills, hot sweats, the withdraw pains, can only be eased by my little white grains.
There is no need, no need to look, for deep down inside, you'll know you've been hooked.
You'll desperately run to your pusher and then, you'll welcome me back to your vein once again.
Then you'll come back as I have foretold, you'll ultimately give me your body and soul.
You'll give up your conscience, your mind, your heart, then you'll be mine...
Till death do us part!!!
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