A STRANGE THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO THE STUDIO . . . . IN THE CAR, SITTING ON 70 KPH, RUNNING LATE ON THE WAY TO THE STUDIO, I SEE A BIKE COMING UP QUICKISH IN MY MIRROR, LOWISH HEADLIGHT, BIG, BULKY SILHOUETTE . . . . I FIGURE MAYBE A V-ROD, BIGGISH CRUISER, ST1000, SOMETHING SIZABLE YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN . . . . DRAWS ATHWARTSHIPS ON THE STARBOARD SIDE OF THE VINO MOBILE AND I GLANCE TO THE RIGHT . . . . DAYUM !!!

THIS BIG FELLA, [AND I DO MEAN 'BIG' AND OF ENORMOUS GIRTH IN THE MIDRIFF] ON THE WEE 'SQUATTER' DOING AROUND THE 75-80 KAY MARK, PICTURE PERFECT YE OLDE ENGLISH RIDING POSTURE, EYES FOCUSED IN A THOUSAND YARD STARE ON SOME DISTANT, UNKNOWN TO ME, DESTINATION, ON THE PIN, FULL NOISE, KNEES IN THE CRISP WINTER BREEZE, SWEET AS YOU FUCKING PLEASE . . . . THE WAIL OF THAT 100cc TWO STROKER BUZZING IT'S WAY ALONG LIKE A McCULLOCH CHAINSAW ON CRACK, TRANSPORTING THIS NOT INSUBSTANTIAL YOUNG GENT TO HIS SECRET RENDEZVOUS WITH SOMETHING AND POSSIBLY SOMEONE, WAS REALLY A SIGHT TO BEHOLD AND WORTHY OF MY AMATEUR ATTEMPTS TO CAPTURE IT FOR BLOG POSTERITY . . . . AT THE VERY MOMENT I FINGERED THE GO BUTTON I WAS IMMEDIATELY STRUCK BY AN UNEXPECTED EPIPHANY, THE BIG UNIT ON THE DISPROPORTIONATELY TINY SCOOTER WAS DOING IT, LIVING HIS DREAM, I WAS IN MY WARM, COMFY CAR AND THERE WAS HE, IN SHORTS AT ABOUT EIGHT DEGREES CELCIUS, ON TWO WHEELS, DEEP IN THE MOMENT ONLY RIDING A BIKE CAN GIVE YOU, DUDE, ROLL ON . . . . FTW/TWF