Happy birthday to me.

So, it's my birthday (I turn 26) today, and co-incidentally I picked up my very first motorcycle yesterday, a little 1992 Kawasaki Ninja 250R! I had a guy help me bring it back home in the back of his pickup truck, then the second I arrive, I throw my gear on and go for a ride... What a rush! I remember now why I got into the hobby in the first place; there is no comparison to anything on four wheels. When I hit 40 mph it felt comparible to going 80 in my cage (car) down a residential district. Nervous about making a fatal mistake, I was sweating through my gloves and had to keep my visor halfway open just to keep it from fogging up. Riding without insurance didn't help, either.

I have to admit to making a few newbie mistakes in my first trip around the block: I stalled it a few times from a red and almost tipped it over at a stop sign when I squeezed the front brake too hard. No harm done, however... I must say, it's not even noon yet and I'm already waiting for the work day to finish so I can go riding again.

So, that was my first ride on my first bike... Happy birthday to me!