Saturday was unplanned, but a hoot. Larry charlie scott evil and lou and kevin on bikes tearing up Portland. Pissed off a few peds and lou was a nut on larry's 50cc Bridgestone 1962 or so with no brake light and no license plate. We crowded around him. He lost the coil at one point, which almost bounced off the road into charlies's head. Then Sunday, tom larry and I went down to Cape E. and had a burger. I found I had lost my swingarm bolt nut, so had to take it easy for a while as the bolt had nothing to hold it together. Listening to the three of us take off from stop lights was a hoot, as tom's bike has a Branson exhaust on it, larry's 175 is throaty, and i was blowing two-stroke smoke everywhere. Summer i s just beginning here!!