1 Just right for a ride Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:16 am
larrikin
Life time member
It was a fine morning, not too cold or too hot. Just right for a ride. So with the wind in my face and the sun on my back, I headed off. With the K100 purring beneath me and the kilometers disappearing fast, I settled in to a good rhythm. Savouring each corner that I took. I thought “This is the life, to live to ride.” There was little traffic, so it was easy to get pass them. The black ribbon stretched out before me like a giant snake. I was free.
Then all of sudden I woke up, I still stuck in heavy traffic with a nagging wife and two screaming kids in the back. Oh. For the solitude of riding.
Then all of sudden I woke up, I still stuck in heavy traffic with a nagging wife and two screaming kids in the back. Oh. For the solitude of riding.
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88 BMW K100RS
It increases my paranoia
Like lookin' at my mirror and seein' a police car