
Originally Posted by
alarumba
Not neaaarrrly as bad as the new kid at my school. I saw him riding his RG with a cotton T-shirt, short-shorts and jandals. He did have a flash helmet but it couldn't of been protecting anything important like a brain
Gave him a good earful the other day coming home from work.
He just looked at me like I was a stupid old bastard.
Exactly what I would have done at his age.
I learnt. The Hard Way. Just like he will.
Nice looking RG though...
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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