I love both. If I had to choose only one, I'd choose the track, but I'd be sad. I don't have the free time nor limitless funds to track every other weekend (kids, wife, honey-do-lists, work, etc) to keep me satiated. There are just those days when the morning sky is a bright baby blue, the wife is taking the kids to the in-laws, and I've got a few hours to kill. Firing up the other woman, pulling on my gear, and rolling on the throttle. Heading to new roads with the purpose of getting lost both literally and in the moment. Listening to nothing but the pistons firing at my firm yet gentle command. A better day is when you meet up with friends and talk up the usual bravado over a greasy burger in a long forgotten town. Reliving old adventures, weekend trips to WV and the Gap, and the errant bird that pummeled into the side of my friends helmet. The track to me is such a rush because I can be ripping open my steed at 9/tenths rather than with much more reserve on the streets. Feeling like I am an AMA Rookie on the fast track to sponsorship. Even when the 50 year old grandmother of 13 drags her knee down on my inside line and reminds me, politely, that I don't know shit; it's nirvana. The long legs of my ride wearing her fine italian shoes dances while I apply the nylon lipstick from my knees onto the dark dreamy asphalt-laden lips... How and why would anyone be monogamus? Having a preference I understand, but I don't see why does it have to be mutually exclusive?