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Originally Posted by FT BSTRD
One of the things I like about riding is that it can actually kill you. The harder you push yourself and your bike, the more you are required to concentrate to keep everything in balance. Distraction is your enemy. You can't think about work or money or wife or kids or anything else. Your entire world shrinks down to the next approaching apex. At the same time, you are more aware of the smell of your engine getting hot and of tire rubber, the balancing point of your body moving over and around the center of gravity, the sound of the intake growl, the whine of the exhaust note and the sound of your breath coming in and going out of your body. You race the ghost of yourself not for a trophy or prize money but for the euphoria of solving the riddle of hitting that turn perfectly so that you and machine become one living, breathing being.
The reason we seek out other riders is that there are few who understand our passion like those who do what we love.
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everytime i climb on my bike its with the understanding and acceptance that she'll probably kill me some day. must be what its like to be a male praying mantis. you want to hit it but some day shes gonna gnaw your head off