I Ride a Motorcycle
It is early in the morning I cannot sleep I feel like a kid on Christmas. It is early March motorcycle season is in full effect. I get up and stretch and have a quick breakfast. I am so excited I cannot wait I have not been this excited in a long time. I have a date with the most beautiful sexy white Hayabusa.
I put on my compression shorts my Hayabusa Under Armor shirt, my motorcycle jeans and riding boots. Before I even walk out of the door I feel like a super athlete. A helmet matches my motorcycle and everything that I have on says Hayabusa.
I check my motorcycle tire pressure and make sure everything is mechanically sound. I start up this beautiful machine realizing I am going to have a great time. It is nothing for us to exceed a 100 mph in 2nd gear without any effort. So powerful but yet extremely nimble. My Michelin Pilot 4 tires are a great compliment to this motorcycle. I love being the fastest quickest most nimble thing on the road. Some of you may argue that statement but you will be surprised what a man can do on a Hayabusa.
I put on my compression shorts my Hayabusa Under Armor shirt, my motorcycle jeans and riding boots. Before I even walk out of the door I feel like a super athlete. A helmet matches my motorcycle and everything that I have on says Hayabusa.
I check my motorcycle tire pressure and make sure everything is mechanically sound. I start up this beautiful machine realizing I am going to have a great time. It is nothing for us to exceed a 100 mph in 2nd gear without any effort. So powerful but yet extremely nimble. My Michelin Pilot 4 tires are a great compliment to this motorcycle. I love being the fastest quickest most nimble thing on the road. Some of you may argue that statement but you will be surprised what a man can do on a Hayabusa.