What a way to end my season

What a way to end the season

 

(At least I didn’t get chumped out of the MotoGP championship by my own teammate. )

 

My Baby Deserves a Hell Ride

I can’t stop this vomity feeling and that’s just the kind of birtday gift my darling husband deserves.

Queensry(umlaut)che (who?) is coming to town on Saturday and they’re going to be riding Buells (ahem, HARLEY-DAVIDSONS). I agreed to join him. (Here comes that feeling.) I’ll be riding about 4 hours behind them. First, […]