Do you dream in black and white or in shades of loam and leaves? When you dream, do you revel in that sweet silence as you float weightless before landing again? Are your dreams filled with the sounds of tires smashing berms and spraying hero dirt? Is ragged-edge speed your number-one best friend? Do the trails in your dreams flow like water and offer never-ending possibilities for new lines and new creativity? And do you always wake up before you get to the end?