Guess I was premature about not getting my “special moments”. Somewhere between Salinas and San Jose, a nice fellow in a small truck decided that 8:20pm on a pitch black, mountain curve was a good time to take a nap. As I watched him move into my lane, I realized something interesting... there was nothing to the left of my lane but black space.
Oh well, as long as he got his cat nap. I just punched it and left him in the dust.
Time for bed now. 410 miles from home to my hotel and I need MY nap now. I decided to wait for the kickstand to go down first.
Tomorrow I will try to recap my wonderful experiences at the LA event.
Monday, October 11, 2004
Spoke too soon
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