Quak biker or futuristic mechanic...?

One of the activities on our HIPS workplanning/team building retreat was quad biking. 18 of us, a few of whom have never driven a car, all following each other in a straight line. Lots of jerky movements, not so much speed.

While other people managed to make this get-up look cool (below, Ivan), I, resembled an over-eager, futuristic mechanic/cowboy with a skydiving helmet.

P.S. - The poem was delivered (sans a few stanzas) and well received, with the loudest laughs from fellow mzungus.