My steed for the weekend: a rather battered Suzuki GZ250.

I’m halfway through the MSF course this weekend and having a great time.

I’ve earned the nickname “hotrod” because I was going about twice as fast as everyone else entering the quick stop.

I figure that if I’m supposed to be learning the limit, I’d rather find it in a parking lot with a coach to tell me what I did wrong than on a busy street with a bunch of people in Suburbans on their cellphones.