It wasn't our old lane-splitting friend on 78UBA was it?
He's been a busy boy of late - but he's been mainly picking up cars - he seems to be pretty tolerant - guy must have been a bit silly to get his attention.
Not me, thank goodness...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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