As we reported earlier, our close friend and world-champ flatland bicycle manipulator Terry Adams had an appendix that decided to explode on him. Well, in him I mean. The docs opened him up, grabbed the organ’s bits out of him, stitched him up, and kept him as doped up as a first-semester college freshman… which is a seriously altered state for Terry, since he doesn’t even drink.

Anyway, we’re sincerely happy to report that our homie is out of the hospital, and on the road to a 110% recovery. He’s still nursing his wound, but he’s dying to get back on his bike. When he does, I’m afraid all hell’s gonna break loose.

Glad to see you out of that hospital bed, pal.