ORIGINAL: Knivez
[X(]Some say it has always confused them how people can put themselves in the most out of control, life threatening and harmful situations and still seem enjoy it—but then again, they’ve never actually ridden a motorcycle.

[]There’s something about the undeniable fear you gain before riding, and the shaking hands you experience after that makes the actual state of riding all the much better.

[]There is a terrible fear for your own safety you experience as you wobble off the start wanting nothing more than to shut your eyes as the bike accelerates under you.

[>:]But somewhere between realizing your actually speeding down the road, and furiously gripping the handle bars as you go into the first turn, you realize that your fear and anticipation, your worries and anxieties, they have all disappeared, and all that’s left is a strive to make yourself flow; as if the turns of the road are a changing puzzle to which you have memorized the pieces and can mold and place them smoothly as they appear.

As if you are playing music perfectly in harmony with the swooping turns and imperfections of the road—your mind loses all knowledge of rationality and care for safety and falls into trance; only causing you to strive harder and faster to try new combinations of the puzzle until the millions of pieces, as if pixels on a television, align from a once meaningless blur into a perfectly clear, unbelievably recognizable image.

[:-]Your insecurities needs and worries are fulfilled at once as the mind pleasuring patterns and motions poor into your body causing nothing but the purist form of one. As if you are listening to music so involving and so entrancing you can do nothing to keep yourself from planning your turns, shifting gears, leaning, and accelerating your way out.

[&:]This continues all the way through the track, causing you to feel such independence and such confidence of your own ability that suddenly a turn is taken to hard, a tire skids and all at once your mind and body are snapped back into reality, once again becoming aware of sore knees, shaking hands, and a rationality that forces your once invincible brain to again consider consequences and safety.

[8D]Your drive or “need” for speed in the patterns of the turns is reduced back to only slightly more then what it was at the start, and the process must be repeated; pushing oneself just a little bit further with each attempt and newly acquired feel for the limits of the bike and road.

It’s no wonder people feel such a connection with their motorcycle; you gain a feeling of knowing your bike through discovering its limits and abilities. It is something that is yours only yours and can always take you wherever you want to go.

A bike gives such a feeling of independence, rush, relaxation, harmony, and connection that it isn’t hard to imagine why people who own them find themselves riding everyday.

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