Bugger, bugger, bugger...
my kids 4th birthday on Sunday. How am I going to get out of that one?
Have to be the next ride fellers.
Have a great ride. Weather should be perfect, just like today - I had to ride past work and accidentally find myself going north up SH 2 to Porirua this morning, it was so nice.
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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