No! It's a passion, a love, crucial to mental health and sanity, the coming together of man and machine in a visceral expression of primeval power, skill, speed and knowledge. Two fingers to the cosseted, safety obsessed modern world, this is life on the edge, the age-old dance along the line between life and death, one of the few remaining places where one can truly experience the value of this gift we call living. In that mysterious bond and connection with The Road via two small patches of rubber, one is immediately in communion with all places and all times past, present and (dare I say it), future.
Also, very handy for nipping to the shops.