2001 was not a great year for me, my bike and the nation. It started out ok with a trip to Florida for Bike Week - but as the months progressed - I had my pink R6 stolen, I tore my ACL, PCL and various other knee parts forcing me to have knee surgery in the middle of riding season and then as I was getting better - 9/11. I live 200 meters from the World Trade Center - lost friends, colleagues and neighbors... my house and my job... after that - riding didn't seem as important. However, when I finally got back into my apartment and got my bike out of the crime scene - I sure was glad to see it!

See the events of 2001 by clicking the links on the left.

Ride fast - take chances -- you never know when your time is up...

Dianna

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