20yrs in the Army. Broken bones, knee reconstruction, countless injuries through sport. Lost my first wife in roll over. Met my second and decided it was time to just enjoy myself, bugger the consequences. Been over the bars, run over etc, etc. Care factor, I survived to ride again. My wife took up photography (feral photographer) so she wouldn't have to be my pit bitch. Am I any good, no bloody woefull, but do i have a smile on my face, oh yeah. Can't even walk on a Monday. Love it and so does the wife, better than being sat in front of the tv growing old