MOTO's not dead

In the beginning I raced motocross. Fuck mondays. I am going to the motocross track. Gone riding. Sorry. Come back another time. The clutch finger lies dormant on the oval. The right hand wrist motion is a constant. Addition. Solved equation. Time away from knobbies. Festering roost within erupts like old fuckin faithfull.

Ride to love - Love to ride Photos by Wallace. Dank.