On the way to the dayjob I passed a caravan of hog-riders on their way to 'whoi knows where'. As I overtook the rumble of the engines passed through my car and across every synapse in my body; I was infused (momentarily) with the spirit of Harley Davidson. Never have I been more tempted ...
Friday, August 12, 2005
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