A delve into the twisted pysche that makes up the avatar bearing the Hornet.
Well this morning, the gear was hung out to dry on the line early, to allow the zephyr winds to wick away the rain's wickedness the previous night. Gloves stashed strategically on the Big Ol'Hornet's motor was retrieved and left on the warm concrete floor. Boots previously filled with water, were now more dry than damp, also left on the warm concrete floor to keep the gloves company. As the morning rolled its way, I had cleared my chores and looked forward to where I wanted to go. ...
Well, to cap the night off, caught up with TOTO, Sharry and a new rider to the swarm; Carlosliu. Carlos turned up second and we had a good chin wag and some ice cream as we waited for any others to arrive. Sharry arrived next sans cash or debit card so in a gallant display of chivalry, I offered to be a temporary wallet for her As time ticked to the seven on the town hall's clock, we mounted up and tootled melodiously to Mission bay via Auckland Domain, ...
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