Yeehaw, Chris has already won back the game of life, just sick over getting caught kicking up heels in a safe sane way through a speed trap business zone.
One big big reason I like to gear up on the tall side, with Norton Torque I can get some relief just short shifting up to legal cruise range and still get off on the sensations of exposed freedom and nod at surprise cops - thinking I fooled you again.
My younger brother I bought Trixie to share Commando life with, 'now' he'd finally gotten one this decade, still binged too much to trash what he'd loved most which knocked him back and died of it a couple years ago. Trixie's out the blue bust ups over 3 yr kept us from many adventures till too late. My brother Dale was a jerk, with attitude to take what he could and do the least to get by and stay looped and numbed though most of it, so going by objective review, he won big time, owing something to everyone around him. The Jerk.
My Post trauma stuff got some resolution 2 yr later, took some stuff that made me loose my mind enough that now each second I'm still alive is just like normal but so surreal I savor even the pressure on my soles when standing.
And another thing, we ain't fully ever in control, no matter what, fate is always hunting. Get on ya Bike and Ride, when ya got one : (