Deep down and dark feeling slowly made it's way through my bones last night..No I can't do it..not again..not today...One more night of Fox's news and I would have been loading the guns..well making sure they were loaded..and taking back the country..or shooting the TV..I need a rare burger and fries..I need some wind..Hot wind but wind..and I have a lonely Shovelhead that needs some TLC...That's throttle locked and cocked by the way...
Been awhile since we shared a little road rage and burger..I need to ride a ride..I miss the feel, hard seat,,bad handling and oil leaks..The sound of the straights, long cam shiver...10 to1's shaking the mirrors...So I dust her off..drop out the kicker and just like it always works line up that third kick and off we roll..
Miss my old dog brother Ernie on these got to eat nights..but I can still do a little lane splitting on my own..You ever mount up knowing it ain't no pleasure cruise..It's ride like hell to calm your nerves ride..those who don't ride should be real confused about now..That's right..stick your neck in the wind to calm your ass down...Ride on..
So a few more hours than I planned on riding past..had to stop for a snack on the ways..Burned a lot of energy letting it all hang out..I'm thinking I am about to do again tonight..ya I still ride..
神宮前/北青山/渋谷
1 week ago
2 comments:
The best thing about my mirrors shaking like a cat in a Chinese restaurant is I can’t tell what the hell is behind me and I don’t care.
‘Throttle locked & cocked’. Damn, that sounds like a good slogan for a ‘run’ on DC.
I hear ya Rat... ride on.
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