rm_aqustic2 46M
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3/18/2006 11:49 am

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3/19/2006 1:29 am


in late 02 i bought myself a little pick me up, from my hospitable bed i ordered and payed for an aprilia millie. having wanting one for some time i now owned one. bikes tho dangerous were my life, the only interest and hobby outside women and work i had. i had always thought they would be what would bring my life to an end but here i was on the way out and none to be found. in the end i got a good kicking but not enough, and i was allowed a second chance but as a lesser man with the lost of my left arm i thought i`d never live out my dream of ridding my millie for the passed 4 years i have lived with it in my mind and untill very recently with the bike in my living room, sunny sunday afernoons or bank holidays were the worse my mates being the great bunch of lads that they are my friends with bikes would keep away from me at these times, but i could always hear some charged up fellow biker giving it hell somewere in the distance this past while i started thinking prehapes the reason i was struck down was maybe a way of stoping me from being struck out in the way i had thought i would be?? so i decided some weeks ago i would try and get the whole biking thing out of my system and move on, so this year i decided i would go for the st. patricks day blast with my mates, on friday morning i got the the call bout 7. 15am," we`ll be with you in 20 min`s baluba (one of my nic names) we`are in dublin two good chums of mine from cork were on their way to help me live my dream, i got up and showered my body chemistry started to stir. with the 2 cans of red bull i had just added to it. 2 hours later my left hand and foot were cable tied along with the rest of me to the back seat of my own millie and we were off..the pilot kevin started the assault on my nervous system by standing the bike on its back wheel for the frist half a mile, once we had touched down on the front wheel he pointed us in the direaction of antrim bringing the bike up to 180 and 190 most of the way i have never ever even when i was in control, felt such an explosion of professional adrenalin, ferocious chemical strom afer strom attacked me all the 190 miles in an hour and 15 min`s we were traveling. i was unfit to walk for a bit once we were home, today my leathers, gloves and hemet are gone to cork presents to two good mates and payment for their kindness the bike`s to be sold to an other friend of mine next week and i am to keep moving in the direction of the end with my dream lived out but recorded in the back seat of my head. only one very masive prob??? I WANTA DO IT AGAIN. as a very kind person i know , AND i think understands why i did it says .... CLOSEURE.

HBowt2 60F

3/18/2006 4:27 pm

The rush is hard to do without once you've experienced it....know how you feel....would want to do it again myself....funny how it really makes you feel alive...

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