You walk into a crowded bar.
You don’t know anyone there.
You start to feel desperate.
You need to speak to someone right now about how
You had just beaten the world’s best riders in a race.
Your 500 metre victory wheelie is still fresh in the mind.
You look around one more time.
You notice in the corner a gang of leather clad dudes.
One of them raises his left hand and waves you over.
You smile.
You know you have found some fellow 1290 riders.
You don’t know anyone there.
You start to feel desperate.
You need to speak to someone right now about how
You had just beaten the world’s best riders in a race.
Your 500 metre victory wheelie is still fresh in the mind.
You look around one more time.
You notice in the corner a gang of leather clad dudes.
One of them raises his left hand and waves you over.
You smile.
You know you have found some fellow 1290 riders.