Your humble narrator

Not quite last place but close.

This allows a freedom to share events as they are.

The riding is a constant monitoring of advance & retard, oil drip & worry that I may destroy a original paint machine worth more than I am.

Blew my knee out on day two, but pulled off a 280 & 300 mile day back to back... brutal.

As I limp with my shot knee, I idolize the Jersey Devil with one leg who has twisted two rods & made a third from a tractor store, an over night complete motor rebuild.

I have seen heroes in one night work magic that professions charge us thousands & take months to do...

I will put coherent thoughts together later, but for over two weeks I have been living on sloppy joes & 2 hours of sleep, Not at my prime.