38 years. From a naïve teenager to a middle aged man. So much has changed. Except for the feeling that I get whenever I throw my leg over my white SE PK Ripper. The feeling that never grows old. The feeling that never dies. The only difference is that I appreciate it so much more now. Like @toddlyons would say “We’ve been here for years”. I wish I still had that 83 PK Ripper.