
On the road again. (Click picture for larger view)

"Even in the presence of others he was completely alone."This is transportation for the brave, those who march to a different drummer. This is not your wimpy little scooter but a big powerful machine, yours to master. I dated a guy who had a motorcycle, I was married to a guy with a motorcycle and I worked with an old guy who had a scooter. I felt the most safe riding with the guy I dated, the most insecure with the guy I was married to and the poor sap I worked with ended up with a ruptured spleen, a hip replacement and a femur fractured into more than 30 pieces. But then he was riding a scooter.
Robert M. Pirsig (b.1928) US novelist,
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
"Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window." ~ Author UnknownSubmission for Thursday Challenge topic "transportation". (end of post)
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