Every time I go for a ride, for an instant, it happens. I get the feeling of deja vu all over again and I’m the little guy riding my stingray bike with the banana seat and sissy bar, sailing down the street with the wind in my face and that feeling of total non-responsibility. Remember the imaginative thoughts of every little boy? Winning the motorcycle race as the crowd goes wild? Riding across the wild West at breakneck speeds just one step ahead of the law? Not a care in the world; nothing to worry about, your only concern is if your friend is home.
Every time I go for a ride, for an instant, it happens. I get the feeling of deja vu all over again and it inspires me to come home and write about it, to tell everyone how great it feels!
Every time I go for a ride, for an instant, it happens. I get the feeling of deja vu all over again and I just want to go get on my bike and go for a ride!
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