So, last week a friend of mine, who shall remain nameless until such time as he identifies himself, finally picked up his motorized bicycle. I didn't mind hanging on to it as every time I opened my garage someone walking by would say something like "cool bike, man." Yep, I am not above basking in such admiration—sort of like "Bad Boy Georgie." Anyway, said friend took said bike to the shop for a tune-up and got to ride an even more powerful version which he described as a "hooligan machine." Black on black 800cc machine that looked a bit like something a berserker might ride. Very cool!
Today we got to see some even cooler hooligan machines. To wit . . .
And . .
Now, how is that for snarly?
Oh, and I ran a race this week too. It was very rainy, quite chilly, and very much a blast.