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I jus stole a ride on my IT guy’s 1000cc bike around the parking lot of where I work. The feeling – simply exhilarating. Though I prolly never went above 50 and not higher than 3rd gear. But this was my first experience with a big cc bike.
The damp evening air in hair, my crumpler snugly up against the small of my back as it rests on the pillion seat and the little bumps of the Tarmac reverberating through the suspension into my limbs. The feeling of freedom while being in control, and power at the flick of my wrist.
It was a ride that lasted less than 2 minutes, but it must have been the happiest 2 minutes I’ve had in a while. The only worry I had was crashing my friends bike.
Was never a fan of choppers or harleys – still not, but I guess this ride changed my opinion a little.
Nothing gets me going and remind me that I’m still alive like a good ride on a 2-wheeler.
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