****** of a Raid...did a number on me. I'll forever remember meeting the two dancers who were sisters, there in the club, working and hanging out...with their dad...who was most expeditiously and unabashedly getting annihilated...
But before that I especially enjoyed the courtesy of Jeff's pre-ride notice that "we'll ride about 10 above the limit". Uh, I didn't think to ask him which limit he meant. Speed? Of sound? Maybe light?
Yeah, and why did that KTM guy even bother bringing his front wheel? He barely used it. I had occassion only once to not use my front wheel.
Anybody found my SNUS? I'm craving some cinnamony deliciousness.
And in case anybody wants some, my mom is happy to mail pizza to anyone who wants it...or you can stop by the farm anytime...
See you's at Peters next week...
