I love putting my leathers boots and gloves on. Then warming the bike up the sound and smell.. Putting my helmet on, visor down and shutting the world out.
I take the hidden roads that not many people know about with lots of curves. Where rules and limits don't matter. Where skill and power are what count.
It's does not take long till the bike and I are one. The smallest movement of my hand or foot can change our direction. I open her up and push her hard I like to go fast and see how far I can lean her over.
We come to a little town I back her off and her engine moans why I was enjoying that. I rub her tank reassure her not long.. At the edge of town I kick her into gear and open her up.
We pass a cager and I see the look they give me. They think I am dangerous but I am total under control. I feel sorry for them they will never see totally letting go. I squeeze her tight between my legs to control her and keep her safe and I open my legs to let her go. We are free.
I am thinking of replacing her but she doesn't mine as long as her new master riders her hard and looked after her as I have.. |