I’ll give you a minute to bask in it’s glory:
Good? Because if you want to, you know, spend a little more time admiring it – I completely understand.
I feel it’s only right that since I’ve been bestowed such an esteemed award that I honor it in the only way I know how; interpretive dance. But, since you can’t see me right now and I must confess I look like a hot mess – I’ll do the next best thing and make a speech. Only you can’t hear me either. Well, whatever. I’ve prepared a statement:
Thank you Ramapo Motorcycle Club, friends, fellow motorcyclists. I am honored to receive this testament to my ability to sit on a motorcycle and point it in the correct direction. Though I know you will be shocked to discover it, it isn’t EVERYday that I receive such accolades.
I would like to dedicate this trophy to my one man pit crew, the wind beneath my wings; Kenny. Though my darling boy does not himself have any fabulous trophies that smell of rich mahogany and gleam with the golden touch of Midas himself, I absolutely love him for making the winning of MY trophy possible.
I humbly thank you all.
I am really happy. With my score of 993 points, I placed in 7th in a field of 55 entrants. Not too shabby!
Did you notice they actually put Fuzzy Galore on the name plaque? Love it. 😆
Let’s Hear It For The Boys
Do you know who kicked some serious ass by scoring 995 points – FIRMLY locking him in to a 5th place ranking? Yup. Soth – from Steady on the Humble. Make sure you mosey on over to his blog and give him a virtual high five.
- Keith – reader of this here very blog – took home a trophy and a 3rd place finish. W00T!
- Soth – Gave the Crotona Midnight Run the whatfor and scored a 5th place spot.
- Bob – My wingman rounded out our little reader contingent with a 9th place spot.
Well done, gentlemen! Enjoy your trophies and highly coveted Crotona Midnight Run medallions. You deserve ’em.
Apparently my trophy, being a big vtwin and all, vibrated one of it’s bars off in the box. Parts falling off in transit? Must be a Harley.