Originally Posted by
pete376403
Celtic#6 lives over the road from a railway station....
Yup. I reckon I could spit on the train as it goes by. Certainly makes the house shake a bit. All the paintings are "quake-waxed" to the walls.
Still not catching the train but...
Tell you what - it was BEAUTIFUL today coming in to work.
It was about 3° C if that when I left. Lovely white frost over everything (including the road) but no worries - just mind the throttle hand.
Going down River Road, golden yellow sun at my back spreading its warm rays on the road ahead, slight river mist rising from the river, white fields of grass, everything had a "just washed" look to it.
Just beautiful. *sigh*
Youse poofters on the train just don't know what you're missing. 
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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