Hi my names ncrider and I'm a proud RM-aholic!
It all started by asking a few innocent newbie questions like how to clean my brakes or where to ride. Then it grew into a strange fascination with all things riding related. From there my addiction morphed into a competitive desire to no longer be a grasshopper, chimp, and monkey. Months and months of being a post whore ensued fullfilling my addiction one post at a time. Along the way I picked up vast knowledge (some useful, most worthless), e-friends, and was able to hook up with tons of Socal monkeys. I'd like to thank all the monkeys who have entertained me enough to dull the pain of being at work. You guys make me laugh, spit food all over my desk, and get flaming pissed, but I love all of it. My RM addiction has made me become a secret commando poster on my quest to 1K. It's like crack.
So when did you accept the fact that your addicted too?
It all started by asking a few innocent newbie questions like how to clean my brakes or where to ride. Then it grew into a strange fascination with all things riding related. From there my addiction morphed into a competitive desire to no longer be a grasshopper, chimp, and monkey. Months and months of being a post whore ensued fullfilling my addiction one post at a time. Along the way I picked up vast knowledge (some useful, most worthless), e-friends, and was able to hook up with tons of Socal monkeys. I'd like to thank all the monkeys who have entertained me enough to dull the pain of being at work. You guys make me laugh, spit food all over my desk, and get flaming pissed, but I love all of it. My RM addiction has made me become a secret commando poster on my quest to 1K. It's like crack.
So when did you accept the fact that your addicted too?