I've been bringing the ruckus since before gas was cheaper than an energy drink. Well, it was just called soda back then. But I've come a long way too, from east coast to west, Beginner class to Intermediate, high school class with 87 others to Penn State class of 10,000. I guess one might say that life is all about how much class you have; yet what can beat railing a loamy burm, third gear on a four-banger dirt cycle, then riding off into the sunset, to do it all again the next day?