Believe me, I'd go back to Colorado in a heartbeat. I miss riding the twisties in the foothills. All that's around here is flat straight runs with everyone on a stretched Hyabusa. Hondaman and I both got caught up in this crap economic downturn. He managed to stick around the area, while I had to move out. But I'm employed this year as opposed to the same time last. Speaking of that, I need to buy some more parts. It's about time to get a working speedometer and tach put on. I'm lucky I've avoided the fun conversation with the local law... "Why no officer, I have no clue how fast I was going."