Some of us would never stoop so low as to ride on Black Ice;
we ride on solid Blue Ice, which is much thicker and absorbs high-siding flying motorcyclists,
manhandling studded tired 2 wheel contraptions, ..... whom
lose traction by slowing down on the corners too much.
Some of us survived to brag about our exploits.
And we have the scars from multiple knee surgeries to impress the ladies around the racetrack
whom always had a nice cup of hot chocolate ready (for the winners only).
The losers got to eat free ice and snow.