Last Saturday we cruised over to Lommel, Belgium for the Motocross Of Nations, an annual race between countries. The best three riders of each country make it to the team and then they ride against each other for pride, bragging rights and good fun. The USA had been winning the past 7 years but this time, on a sand track, they were struggling to make the podium. The circus around the track was unreal. Drunks represented their countries in their best way possible. It was a scene.