My days of lurking are over. thanks to the sunday ride of 02/03/2014 I finally figured out what I could call myself. Who am I? I am blueys brother. the guy who keeps nicking the CBR250rr every saturday to ride down the practice meet. I am not likely to post frequently, but now at least i can tell people when i will show up to rides. for the record, my wallet was returned, missing only my debit card (already cancelled). Before I let you make any assumptions, I am not a good rider, i make plenty of mistakes in traffic, im a bit of a pussy when the rain comes out, and I rev up the bike every time i go past a school or playground. Now you know you can, in an informed manner, call me a bit of a dick I am not going to crash for the next 15 years, i have to make uncle greg eat his words. Rocks scare me. especially if there are a lot of small ones on the road.