What a time it was...the drinks were loaded and so were the broads. -Not really....it was a trail ride. Simon A.K.and I went out to Wilder for a spin and practice. They rode leasurely whil I caughed blood and basically gimped my way along about 300 yards back. I thought no one knew the pain I felt-that is until A.K. took a header right in front of me. You thought he looked pretty mean before......just call him scarface.