Slowing down a bit...

I've always been attracted by speed like a firefly is attracted by light. When I began to ride my big sister's bike, I fell many times because

I was constantly pushing the envelope on it. Then, I got my driver's license and began my career as a speed-demon, taking my Citroën 2cv as fast as could into curves and into descents (it wasn't as fast going up) and then I came to America with its speed limits and radar traps which weren't as stringent in France, back in the 70s.

It took me about three decades to slow down, through near-misses and a shower of speeding tickets. Now, the only place I feel safe going at a decent clip is on snow and I still get my kicks out of it!