LOL I wasn't even thinking about you when I posted my Uncle Jesse rant Hoss. You're an old-timer like me compared to CDoherty and I'm not worried about you getting carried away on the road. I also wasn't insinuating that you were promoting crazy driving. What you did was in a relatively safe environment with little or no chance of SERIOUS injury. I'm fine with that. Kids (and old kids like us) need to have fun. I still own a dirt bike (Yahama TW-200) and, even at 50+ I still like to get crazy on occasion. But "crazy" is a relative term. I'm always concerned about kids just learning how to drive because of fast speeds on public highways. Speed can be addicting. When a curve is no longer a thrill to take at 50 mph, kids will drive 60 and then 70 until they're dead like my cousin Bobby. But, back to the question. When I was a teenager, my grandmother surprised me on an isolated country road and pulled her copper colored Chevy Malibu (I think it was a Malibu) over and said I could drive. It happened so fast I didn't even have time to be nervous. I drove about a half mile with no curves and I'll never forget it. I still think about that experience occasionally when I go down that stretch of road which isn't too far from my house. Grandma mourned Bobby up until the day she died and so will I. Be careful CDougherty and please don't give in to those urges you mentioned.