Ok here are the first couple of paras, just to give you something to think about. I'm no author but my wife is so have learnt a tiny bit.
"The morning sun is rising over the distant hill tops, far-away trees illuminated by the warm glow from the nascent orb. The sky painted cerulean blue, small whiffs of clouds drift overhead and birds of all shapes and sizes fly above, emitting their morning call.
A deep rumble growls through the crisp air, the monotonous bah-bah-bah from the powerful engine hangs like the early morning fog around the bike. Steam rises from the race-can, a dragon ready to face its foes. The matte black fairings hug the bike and the world gleams in the mirrored visor of the rider on the tuned beast.
A twist of the throttle, the bike launches into the distance, rear tyre spinning with a cloud of smoke drifting out onto the cold tarmac smearing the rubber. The roar from the engine penetrates the picturesque scene and echoes throughout the hills. The wind pushes against the rider going into corners, as the bike settles down and grips the road with what seems like an unbreakable bond. His knee scrapes the road as the bike pivots through the canyon. Coming into a tight corner, he pulls on the front brake, harder and harder and the weight lifts from the rear, the front of the bike loads up, he lifts off the front brake and locks his leg into the tank and leaning out feathering the throttle, kicking it down gear by gear, maintaining traction little by little as he drops into the corner.".....
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