Seeking speed is like playing tag with an 800 pound grizzly bear. You've got to come up on the behemoth really slow, from behind, hoping he doesn't catch a whiff of you. Quietly creeping ever towards the unpredictable and vicious goal knowing that one false footstep, the snap of a twig, will bring a world of hurt down on you. And the real scary part is, however good you become, that grizzly is still going to get you sometimes and hand down a serious drubbing. All to remind you once again:
Going fast is a slow thing.
|Barber Motorsports Park on my hybrid EX500, chasing and running away from the grizzly at the same time.|