It was dark, it was raining and he really, really needed that light. So he pulled into a gas station, his support van not far behind, to make an emergency repair.

Brian Richardson, the man responsible for building the bike, whipped out a Dremel and went to work on the fairing to readjust the headlamp. With little to do but wait, Wolff, a former professional motorcycle racer, decided to enjoy some shut-eye and hope for the best.

“I’m lying on the ground, with my jacket as a pillow, trying to get some sleep,” Wolff recalled today, “and asking myself, ‘What the hell did I get into?’”