Haven't posted something like this up in awhile, so thought you guys might enjoy a little 1200 mile ride I did on the busa the other day. -Tim
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Why do you ride?
It was one of those blind-sides. A humdinger. She asked the question and it floated in the air, waiting for that snappy answer. That flowing wordsmith ladden arrangement of flowery juxtaposition that would somehow explain what it is. The why. Why we do what we do.
Meanwhile, the TV camera atop its tripod sat patiently awaiting my response.
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Why do you ride?
It was one of those blind-sides. A humdinger. She asked the question and it floated in the air, waiting for that snappy answer. That flowing wordsmith ladden arrangement of flowery juxtaposition that would somehow explain what it is. The why. Why we do what we do.
Meanwhile, the TV camera atop its tripod sat patiently awaiting my response.