Teapotdome: Well Said!
It's the moments when everything, including myself, go away that I cherish the most, while riding. Fleeting though they are, times when I seem to stop being, and simply become part of the moment are what I hope for, every time I throw a leg over.
Its times like those, when it doesnt matter what youre riding, how much you paid, or even what your own name is, that make it all worthwhile.
Just as long as some old fart, in Mercury Grand Marquis, isnt blocking up the road, and my face shield isnt fogging up from my screaming at him, life is good.
God bless us, everyone.