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Message: [QUOTE="Dirtygirly, post: 271068, member: 17487"] I think it all began when I was 2 when my dad took me for a ride on his Honda CL350. When I was 5 I had a little honda 50cc monkey bike that used to be my dad's. I would follow my brother around the coldisac on it while he rode his '84 XR100. I thought it was the coolest bike ever. In '84 they closed Tiger Mtn. to all off road vehicles so my brothers bike got put down in storage and pretty much forgotten about. About another 5-7 years later my dad and i went to a motocross race and monster truck show at the Kingdome in Seattle. I don't remember who it was but one of the motorcycle racers crashed coming off a jump and another racer landed right on top of him, they had to bring in an ambulance etc. Of course that was the firt thing I told my mom when I came home and how cool it was, and that I wanted to race and ride motorcycles too! She didn't want anything to do with that idea, so again motorcycles disappeared for awhile longer. 2 years ago I was helping my dad clean up in storage and rediscovered my brother's old XR100. Still brand new, practically in mint condition. No scratches and still had the little hairy things on the tire knobbies. A few weeks later I finally convinced my mom to let my dad bring the XR to Spokane. I didn't tell her that I had two broken ribs that I aquired at Gonzaga soccer practice at the time. Buttonfly and I met my Dad and Brother in Moses Lake and swapped cars. Dad gave me a painful bear hug, still didn't tell him my ribs were broken...and Button and I took the truck and bike to Richland to clean it up and get it running. Next week when my parents came up to watch my soccer game, my mom was convinced that I broke my ribs from riding the motorcycle...but my roomate and Button backed me up, when I told them it was actually a soccer related injury. Mom just smiled and said if she had known the bike wouldn't have made it to Spokane. Yeppers, Thats what I had guessed :) October 2000 Buttonfly convinced me to enter a harescramble out at airway heights. I was so nervous I yaked before the race. Did the whole thing Ironwoman. Hehe, was the only chick there. Had to call home that evening to tell the family I got first place. :) Then I met Firecracker at Bbom's house for a Father's day ride on Mica peak. Now I've got an awesome harescramble race buddy :) [/QUOTE]

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