...like this past Sunday on Myers Creek Rd. In my own little world. Following my friend in front of me and really into it. Throwing the bike into every bend and charging into each corner. Cracking the throttle open on every exit to the point where the steering gets very light. A common complaint on earlier Blades. Then I hear a rumbling of a V-twin behind me and boom! There's someone right on my tail. I respect proper etiquette and move over to wave him past. He politely obliges by giving me a bit of a wave/nod as he absolutely destroys me on a very sharp curve in the road. I get a giddy smile slowly followed by a feeling of disappointment in myself. Like I learned in my early 20's....there's always someone tougher out there and as I learned on Sunday....there's always someone faster on the road. Hats off to you Mr. SP-2. I hope to be as quick as you one day.