If Evel Knieval weren’t dead, what would he wish for for his birthday? One more fly over the gaping maw of high-risk? A solitary ride on his Bonneville Triumph at mach speeds through the Salt Flats? A jumpsuit gold-plated and ermine-lined? A redo that unfolds with neither the baseball bat incident nor the eleventh hour Christ show? The great thing about this week, Members, which starts out on what would have been the Daredevil’s 76th birthday, is, you don’t have to traffic in hyperboles to be at the handlebars and you don’t need to merchandise your soul to become iconic. There may, however be few jumps in store, challenges worthy of your Skycycle X-2. But if you have a chance, avoid the shark.