Good to hear you made it home okay. Awesome to see you again yesterday mate; pity it wasn't a longer stay this time. Sorry I missed your call. I was out helping out the local kindy for their working bee (since Nicky finishes there tomorrow before starting school on Monday I thought I'd better pull finger and help out).
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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