everywhere i go i'm walking around twisting my wrist. Sometimes i do it while people are talking to me and don't realize until they give me a weird look. but i can't help it. She's always callin me. In my mind, i'm always riding. i'm just gonna buy a throttle tube and keep it in my pocket (or am i just always happy to see my bike?) The sound, the smell of 600cc's running a little rich, the chance that at any moment while kissin my mirror i could end up kissing the pavement......I'm gzer (
geezer)...and i'm addicted to sport bikes. ahhh, i think i found the right forum.
It's raining today. i poked my head into the garage to say hi......she was in a mood...i left her alone.
