hey you!! ..you are only just back in the saddle and already you've been on the other side of the road ..slow down please!!

Jules

 

Hark thyself ! I know, I know, speed kills. I turn into something more machine than human when I mount up. The thrill of power coursing through my body as I lay my chest on the tank and feel the thrum of the engine in my chest and the G-forces pulling at me is like a drug. I promise to be a better motorcyclist . If I need the speed there are tracks I can go to. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Pace, Gris.