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.
Holidays meh. Deadline today and pages to go.
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.
They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the evening,
we will remember them
Life is a gift that we have all been given. Live life to the full and ensure that you have absolutely no
regrets.
For your parts needs:
http://www.motorcycleparts.co.nz/
Life is a gift that we have all been given. Live life to the full and ensure that you have absolutely no
regrets.
For your parts needs:
http://www.motorcycleparts.co.nz/
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