Batter it on a little thicker, why don't you? You' re the one who does the track days, tilts the horizons, whereas the best I can do is tilt at the odd windmill as I wobble toward the horizon, hoping the hell my training wheels don' t touch down should I inadvertently come upon a corner.
No, it' s all about the bikes and, specifically, what lies immediately below the clear coat. When it comes to the manly skills of control with finesse I have it on good authority from she who knows that you are the master
, I a mere groper in the dark ..... so to speak