22-05-13, 09:00 PM
I swore I'd never ride a bike at about 8 years old after my dad came home after seeing a young biker killed right infront of him.
So I became a petrol head at 17. A string of fast cars, and an insatiable appetite for speed couldn't be quenched. I was in the army at the time and eventually got married, had kids, and hit 30. I ended up with wifey and kids living in Blackpool and me working near sailsbury, commuting every weekend, stuck on the m6/m5 junction watching bikes cruise on through splitting the cars.
I thought, if you can't beat em. Did my test, got a fazer 600, and sold the car.
I've been a 365 biker now for 10 years, clocked up over 200k commuting/playing, and owned some awesome bikes! Ill keep doing this now for as long as I can, body's burned out, mind can barely keep up. When people see me arrive at work piss wet through, they say why do you do it? And I say, why the f##k not!
Every minute in the saddle is a moment well spent.
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So I became a petrol head at 17. A string of fast cars, and an insatiable appetite for speed couldn't be quenched. I was in the army at the time and eventually got married, had kids, and hit 30. I ended up with wifey and kids living in Blackpool and me working near sailsbury, commuting every weekend, stuck on the m6/m5 junction watching bikes cruise on through splitting the cars.
I thought, if you can't beat em. Did my test, got a fazer 600, and sold the car.
I've been a 365 biker now for 10 years, clocked up over 200k commuting/playing, and owned some awesome bikes! Ill keep doing this now for as long as I can, body's burned out, mind can barely keep up. When people see me arrive at work piss wet through, they say why do you do it? And I say, why the f##k not!
Every minute in the saddle is a moment well spent.
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