Remember the first time you took your neighbor’s dirtbike out for a spin? The cool wind in your hair as you cleared third gear up the hill. The pure joy as you slid around a tree then circled for a perfect figure eight. The mud you kicked up as you bounded into the backyard. The horrible pain of laying the hot muffler down on your leg. The smell of burnt skin and hair. The adrenaline as you tried to save the ride before confusing the accelerator for the regular handle and bashing the bike squarely into a tree. Yeah, that was a fun day.