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Do you ever feel bad, or at least worried that out there in the world there are people twice your age, people who are supposed to carry the burdens of society, who are quite stupider than you? Take my motorcycle class today for instance. Consider the circumstances: last night after drinking I was up until 4:30 in the morning at Kensey's making sure Richard wasn't going to pass out and/or throw up on her bathroom floor. I got about three hours of sleep last night and rode motorcycles all today in the 90 degree heat. After 12 hours of class and not studying the riding handbook whatsoever, we're given a 50 question test. I finished it in two minutes, maybe two and a half, check it over, and I'm still the second person done. It takes other people up to 20 minutes to finish and after receiving the results it turns out I finished with a 98 on the test. I understand that some people may not be as mentally acute as I am, but I'm certainly not the smartest person out there.

In any case, motorcycle class is fucking sweet. After awhile you forget that you're even on a bike; it feels like you're flying. And I didn't even go past 20 mph. I cannot wait to pick up my crotch rocket and when I do I'll feel like a kid on Christmas morning.