Ba r r y wrote:

There are few things as elegant as the quiet mechanical music of a
freshly tuned road bike on a smooth, deserted country road, on a 68F
early spring afternoon.


Remember the scene in "The Wild One" where Brando is on a Triumph going
down the road between two rows of trees with a girl on the back?

Maybe you're not old enough, but I am.

Almost 70 and still riding :-).

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It's turtles, all the way down