I am the BART Surfer. I ride the steely trains with the greatest of ease.
You see me. You want me.
I am the guy who stands in the Isle and holds on to nothing... riding the train through all the twists and turns and dips and bumps, never reaching for the grip.
I am the master of BART CHI.
I put on the casual expression of nonchalance... but underneath my stoicism is elated rapture. Knowing that I rock.
You cannot topple me.
I am the BART Surfer.