Insanity_rules
10th July 2010, 22:13
Blue sky above, sun on my back, my body clad in leather
Tires tearing ashphalt curves, my soul is now in heaven.
Carbon exhausts sing a sirens song, they beg me to throttle harder
One man, one bike, one empty road, this must be valhala.
No distraction can exist herein, experience complete and stiring
The road, the speed is my want and need, my two wheel mistress alluring.
Tires tearing ashphalt curves, my soul is now in heaven.
Carbon exhausts sing a sirens song, they beg me to throttle harder
One man, one bike, one empty road, this must be valhala.
No distraction can exist herein, experience complete and stiring
The road, the speed is my want and need, my two wheel mistress alluring.