Drives WHAT?! :plzdie:

(I'm secretly hoping his job is my dream job....professional driver, closed course.)

And you have Pete, Jerry and Brad to thank. :D

And Frank. Let's not forget about Frank. :bonk:

It's almost always the smallest dogs that bark the loudest. I rarely meet anyone that can ride as well as they say they do....

Then there's the riders that talk a big game & DO ride faster than I do... on the street... not because of their skill but because of their lack of common sense.

Well said. With cagers trying to kill me every day, just getting from A to B seems like an accomplishment. :hitfan:

Instead, we just get to hear about you going after 14" dongs.

I don't really think much about skill. My priorities are:
1. Don't crash
2. Have fun
3. Don't make a fool of myself

Everything else is a means to an end.

I'm a decent rider, but I only get to ride twisties a couple times a year if I'm lucky... when I go up to the mountains, the locals absolutely leave me for dead. 99% of my riding is commuting, so as i approach a turn, I'm not thinking about what line will let me carry the most speed- i'm thinking about what line will give me the best visibility and the most options if something stupid happens.

And people who go on about how great they are, whether they actually are or not (usually not), annoy all hell out of me. Be fast, be slow, whatever... Just spare me the :blah::blah::blah:

I am all about riding your own ride as well. I have my good days on my bike and I also have days where I feel uneasy riding and can't seem to look through turns and that brings my speed way down. I have wrecked twice on days like that so I have learned to head for the house if my nerves are up on the bike. I dont think a big ego and a motorcycle make a good combination. If you feel that way, take it to the track.

I ride with Pete pretty much every time I ride. He's fast as shit, for an old guy. Only ridden with Jerry once, he's even faster, for an even older guy. Brad normally doesn't ride hard at all. Frank hasn't seen the street in 3-4 years and doesn't hardly ride track anymore even.

I spent most of the Gap trip feeling that way. Part of it was the suspension being f-ed up, part of it was being with people I didn't know but a lot of it was just general unease... I was happy to have made it home in one piece! :lol:

I never was farther up than mid pack but after the last crash I'm even farther back. pretty much everyone I ride with is faster than I am. either they will wait at the next stop/turn for me or i'll turn around and go home or continue on my own route.