AtomicBaboon!?!

So, I have my motorcycle. It is red and shiny. I need to work on taking off from stop signs or otherwise getting out on the road into traffic. I killed it the other night because I didn't give it enough gas. I was half-way into the road when it died. No traffic was near enough to worry about it, but it could have been a bad situation. I got it started again no problem but at that point I had entered panic mode a bit and gave it too much gas which also isn't good. Almost ran it off the other side of the road. Can't let my fear get the best of me.

I hate tail-gaters even more now. Especially in the dark. Makes me want to start packing. Blast out a couple headlights with a sawed-off shotgun and people will probably back off a bit. Not exactly legal though...

Thanks to Ed for helping me get it home from El Dorado Springs. I rode it the first 40 miles and he rode it the rest of the way. Crazy thing is I didn't realize until we had it home that it didn't have temporary tags on it.

On a semi-related note, I just saved a ton of money on my insurance by switching to Farmers.