It was a nice day for a ride. I figured I'd go up route 90 west to 75 north. I have never been out that way, so I figured it was worth exploring. Besides, there was a racing event at Atlanta Motorsports Park that sounded good too. So I went for it.

I took my Buell Thunderbolt S3T. Placed some gear and food in the bags just in case the weather required a change, and I got hungry along the way. The day started out reasonably comfortable weather wise. Just needed a light jacket for the first couple hours. As time went on it began to get fairly hot outside temperature wise. It was only May. But by early after noon the temperature was in the eighties as I recall.

I wanted to submit what happened to me in what was suppose to be a great reason to ride (Harley-Davidson of St. Petersburg(Jims)) toy run. This took place on 12-7-08. There were over 1900 motorcycles and over 2300 total riders involved. All it took was one to make it not so great for me. An inconsiderate I hope rookie on a motorcycle.

It all started when My Girlfriend Laurel came into my life.  She is  a biker herself but not at all a BMW rider.  She stated once to me that you are going to have to make a change on what you ride if you want this relationship to work.  I thought for a while and asked her does  that  mean I have to change bikes for our relationship to evolve.  She said, well I am not riding on that thing.