OK, today I had a serious attack of the stupids, but boy did I have fun.
Not too far away from me is a shopping mall. Around that mall is a road with lots of twists and turns, as well as a few straight bits. Every time I ride or drive through there, I think how it would make a nice small racetrack. But I'm always there during the day, when I'm sharing the road with lots of other traffic, so having some fun with it is out of the question.
Last night worked my night job until 4:00 a.m. I hopped on the bike to ride home and it was a pleasant morning. A thought entered my head:
I bet there's no one in or around that mall right now. So I took a little detour.
Sure enough, the place was deserted. The imp got the better of me and I gave it a try.

Wow, was that ever fun. I didn't push it too hard because there were a few wettish bits from some rain earlier in the night and I don't have great tires on my bike. Still, I felt like I was a moto GP racer.
I did a couple of laps, then boogied on out of there before the local gendarmerie came across me and my nonsense. And I wore a grin all the way home
