Found on another forum.... Life begins at the edge of town. It's not the destination, it's the ride. Your sanctuary is the open road. Faster and farther until the thrill of the ride overcomes the fear of death. Four wheels move the body; two wheels move the soul. If you don't ride in the rain, you don't ride. Life is too short for traffic. Street lights timed for 35 are also timed for 70. Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out the window. Don't argue with an 18 wheeler. A two lane highway isn't a road, it's an attitude. Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't. Life begins at 30, but it doesn't get real interesting until 150. I don't want to try to explain why I ride a motorcycle. For those who have experienced it, no explanation is necessary. For those who haven't, no explanation is possible. Dying of natural causes is for wimps. The highway melds the soul to the machine. The sound of the exhaust is the music of life. Blue sky, open road, and the wind in your face, need I say more. A two lane highway is the path to heaven.