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20.01.2022 (Shamelessly stolen from the AFM) ‘Twas the night before Christmas; us racers and our bikes, Thought we'd take a quick spin, to see the Christmas lights. So we... bundled up warmly, to ward off the cold, And revved up our engines and onward we rolled. I on my Ducati, in my leathers all black, Had just set out riding, just me, and the pack, With the others behind me, we rode double file, On the near empty highway, for less than a mile, When up from behind us, there came such a racket, It was a fat guy, on a Gixxer, in a red leather jacket; His lid was red too, trimmed with a white flash, A fat guy on that machine - he cut quite a dash. Cos there, to our amazement, was old Santa Racer, He pulled up alongside, and then wheelied right by, He had bags crammed full, of the goodies we love, Like new race boots, and brake pads and maybe some gloves. He didn't have reindeer, or helpers, like elves, Santa Racer rode solo, delivering by himself. He rode like a madman, with presents galore, Strapped down with his rucksack, tank-bag and more. From out of his helmet, Santa's voice rolled, Across the night air, so crisp and so cold. "On Ducati, on Suzuki, Yamaha and Kawasaki, No one would get presents, if I rode a Harley." He had lights on his helmet, a dark tinted visor, Grabbed a fist full of brake and stoppied beside us, He then lifted his visor, looked us straight in the eyes, "Have you all been good racers? Do you want a surprise?" He reached in his sack, his eyes twinkled with glee, As he withdrew a neat parcel and then gave it to me, The thing that I wished for, and wanted all year, A new set of race boots, some very good gear! I stood there in shock, I could not believe this, I gave him a bearhug, and okay a quick kiss, He gave me a wink, his eyes full of good cheer, Then he peeled out and wheelied, one fist in the air. But as he rode off, and sped out of sight, The Gixxer looking about to take off in flight, I heard him exclaim, as he headed into the night, "Merry Christmas to all, stay safe and upright!"

19.01.2022 Today's freedoms are yours because of yesterday's sacrifices. Let we forget.

06.01.2022 Hi all. REALLY need to get one more ride in before Xmas and the " hordes " arrive. If your keen, Liberty Service Station, Benendara, 9:30 , Saturday morning. See you there.

03.01.2022 And I thought that after 150ks in the dirt I was buggered just because I'm getting older! And before you say it....yes I AM getting older.