I’d like to go to the Isle of Man. I’ve read about it all my life, but I’ve never been there. I’m a racing enthusiast and my collection includes early eight valves, peashooters, all the R, XR, VR, and K models, and dirt-track bikes. They sit in a beautiful room that’s ancient barn beams and a gorgeous tiled floor, and that area is filled with historic performance motorcycles. So, yeah, the Isle of Man is extremely dangerous, I understand that, but I admire those riders. Man, I’d love to sit at the bar, have a warm beer, and watch those guys come screaming in there, downshifting, and blasting out of there. That’s gotta be fantastic.