I have been riding motorcycles since 1982. Once bit by this MC bug there is no way out, no cure and no solution except to give in for the lust to feel the wind in your face as welll as the throbbing beet of the engine.
Tventy five years ago I felt the urge to make a statment about motorcycle and man and I wrote the following confession.
The Motorcyclists Confession of Faith
I believe in the motorcycle, symbol of freedom
I believe in the terminal twin, motorcycle and man
I believe in life and fuel
Brakes and death
And full throttle