It's an arms race

Peter started it.

I will finish it.

All right, it's more like an arms race between two small countries that if they managed to wipe each other off the face of the planet, none of the other countries would notice for months.

More about this possibly regrettable and totally rash decision tomorrow, after I've had a chance to ride it and have it all cleaned up and in a box headed to Breckenridge.

For the more thick headed amongst you, I'm talking about squishy fjorks and the global repercussions associated with their use and abuse.