Well, for mine, the first motorised two-wheeler I ever rode was my dad's '65 Vespa. It was fun for a ten year old, so maybe I never would have got keen on bikes if I didn't try it out. But I haven't ridden one for years, and I don't really mind them, so I guess I'm a don't care...
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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