I put off getting a bike for a long ass time because I didn't want to die. but then after spending time in jail for street racing and finding myself still out there doing it, even after the jail time. I needed something else to do...

so I got a bike, I've always been into corners in cars and already knew patterson very well, even crashed one up out there once. so even thou I knew corners is where most bike guys crash, 2 days after getting my bike, which was the first I've ever really riddin and it was a 1000cc. I was talked into going out to patterson at night... I still remember how fast the bike felt back then. I got tunnel vision comming off a corner and I lifed, I fucking loved it. nothing had done that for me in over 10 years.


a week or 2 later I did a north run with some people I knew from the street racing years and it was all over. it was more of a fast in the starights run than north runs are now but it was soooo much fun, I think I had a dream about golber that night lol. I'm pretty much stuck with having a bike around to play with for the rest of my life.