After all the invites to your friendlies here at tx.moto....we stopped by your place while passing through Texarkana for some hotlinks and gas money, and you were no where to be found. We decided to go fishing in your lake behind your house and wait for you to come back. Even went skinny dippin' (great place for doing that, now I know why you like that place so much). What happened to you this weekend? I'm going to start thinking you don't like us anymore and just call us your friendlies just to keep us from kicking your ass while we know you're at home or something..... Speaking of someone disappearing, ole Sgt Bedwetter missed out on a good chance to get 00 this weekend. That Blackbird was primed up and ready. Only one rider stayed out in front of me, and he was sure nuff a rider. That dude rode that hopped up Kawasaki like I wouldn't have imagined anyone would've been able to. Whew! Just keeping up with him left bruises on my wrists fighting that mammoth ride of mine. To give anyone an idea of the amount of real riding we were doing, I checked my rear tire the next morning and found the scrub marks went into the sidewalls on both sides of the tire. If I get a chance to ride with those guys again, I'm definately taking it. That was sure nuff riding!!! Oh, and the two times I passed the lead rider and got in front I got my ass lost. First time I managed to find a short cut and meet back with everyone. Second time I got really lost and had to deal with Deputy Dog on the side of the road for about an hour before finally being unarrested and catching up with the group. Thanks Redshad for the big concerns for me being lost....it just warmed my heart to know you cared...I believe the thoughts of me being lost were "fuck him, if he doesn't know where he's going he shouldn't be out front"? :-) I guess Sgt Bedwetter is still taking shit to the pawn shop just in case his riding skills aren't what he's projected them to be....
