When i look at my bike...
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From: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
RE: When i look at my bike...
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When I look at my bike I think... In west Philadelphia born and raised on the playground is where I spent most of my days chilling out, maxing and relaxing all cool and all shooting some b-ball outside of school when a couple of guys they were up to no good started making trouble in our neighborhood i got in one little fight and my mom got scared she said your moving in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air
When I look at my bike I think... In west Philadelphia born and raised on the playground is where I spent most of my days chilling out, maxing and relaxing all cool and all shooting some b-ball outside of school when a couple of guys they were up to no good started making trouble in our neighborhood i got in one little fight and my mom got scared she said your moving in with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air
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RE: When i look at my bike...
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...... I need a back hoe to read and find the meanings .. 
When i look at my bike....I think , f^$#uck this , its gear on and om outta here ...
She has this look of ....
C= COME B=BLOODY R=RIDE ME NOW!!!! all over her
...... I need a back hoe to read and find the meanings .. When i look at my bike....I think , f^$#uck this , its gear on and om outta here ...
She has this look of ....
C= COME B=BLOODY R=RIDE ME NOW!!!! all over her
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From: Newcastle, N.S.W. Australia
RE: When i look at my bike...
When I look at my bike, I see 40 years of scrimping, bull**** & wot ever it took to get my bum on the seat. Learning curves, close encounters, screeching tyres, broken bones & luck.
Good mates that are no longer with me & those I am yet to meet, fantastic scenery, back roads & the cool smell of the night air. Pouring rain & the pain as it hits your face at 110 kph & frozen hands. Taking a corner just right & stuffing up wot should have been an easy one. The knot in my stomach that I get every time I sit on my bike.
Oh yeah, & I'd like 1/2 ounce of wot ever Endless is having.
Good mates that are no longer with me & those I am yet to meet, fantastic scenery, back roads & the cool smell of the night air. Pouring rain & the pain as it hits your face at 110 kph & frozen hands. Taking a corner just right & stuffing up wot should have been an easy one. The knot in my stomach that I get every time I sit on my bike.
Oh yeah, & I'd like 1/2 ounce of wot ever Endless is having.
