Bastards, bastards, bastards ... I hate you all!!!! Coming home from a job interview in Welly down River Road, see the fast crew go past just after I pass the Whakatiki St turnoff.
Then I have to stop at the Gibbons Street turnoff.
I'm in the wife's Odyssey ... and there's two dozen kiwibikers on the other side of the intersection....
I just have time to wind down the window and shout "You lucky bastards" and they're off in a howl of revs ...
and one FZR with its front wheel a good four feet in the air.
Nice one Drew.
Big brother would have been proud.
At least there's still one irresponsible Mair boy representing down here...
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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