Out to

 

"...Out to the road, out 'neath the stars
Feelin' the breeze, passin' the cars..."

Tell me about it Bob.

It...has officially...become the new...Theme song. It be a different one if not for the 1080 miles of commuting every four weeks. I did all the ridin' I did last year to purposely find out comfort levels. I had a gameplan. I got it now, 42-45 degrees. Layer up, leather up, roll, anytime of year, don't matter, just absolutely no chance of moisture at those temps and were good.

 Once again the absolute best version of this. 

There was a time in the early to mid-seventies when Bob Seager and the Silver Bullet Band were the hottest, tightest band on the planet.

Bring it, or shut up about it...

Bahahahahahahaha