There were many moments that day when my heart felt full and overwhelmed. One such moment was when it was pouring, people were still filing in, standing in line to register about 20 yards long and about 4 people deep without umbrellas. I overheard one man say, "If these guys can run into a burning building for us, we can ride in the rain for them." And they did. I've never been prouder to belong to the society of motorcycle riders as I was Sunday.