[rpoz-29]

In my late teens and early twenties, I rode a bunch. Got married, had kids, sold bike. In my late thirties and early forties, I started riding again taking my sons with me. Sons go off to college, sold bikes. So the other day, my brother, (who races hare scrambles with his 2 youngest boys), finds a champagne deal on a Yamaha YZ250F. I bought it. Wife insists I'll kill myself because I'm now almost fifty-two, and my weight is well....about one pound/cc. So I bring this thing home and show my wife what a great deal it is. "Will it start?", Carol asks. "Sure" I kick down hard on the starter and twisted my right wrist somehow. I felt something snap or crack. (IMG:http://www.frrax.com/rrforum/style_emoticons/default/blink.gif) Honest to God, I thought I broke it. I managed a feeble victorious smile, shut it off and put it in the garage. My wrist is almost healed, but I've had a hard time convincing her that the ACE bandage, and the scent of Ben-Gay has nothing to do with that bike.

[trackbird]

Oh boy, that's going to be a tough sell Bill. I've seen lots of motorcycle injuries, but I don't know of anyone who has injured themselves while starting it (unless your foot slipped off of the kick start or something like that). Hmm.... So, what are you plans for this little monster?

[Pilot]

Oh boy, that's going to be a tough sell Bill. I've seen lots of motorcycle injuries, but I don't know of anyone who has injured themselves while starting it (unless your foot slipped off of the kick start or something like that). Hmm.... So, what are you plans for this little monster?

You know me... (IMG:http://www.frrax.com/rrforum/style_emoticons/default/dry.gif)

It's a long story... (IMG:http://www.frrax.com/rrforum/style_emoticons/default/unsure.gif)