riding my bike

Like few activities people do these days, motorcycling immerses you in the environment. Its windy you get blown about, in heavy traffic you have close calls, on rough surfaces you almost put your back out. Everything you do that day relates to the motorbike; your clothes, your emotions, need to eat or toilet. 
Today returning near to home, a truck ahead had stopped and was waiting for me to pass before entering a driveway. The just as I approached doing 80kph the truck lunged forwards across my path. As an experienced rider I had slowed and covered my brakes so as it happened I did an emergency stop and counter steered to swerve past his bumper. That's life on a bike, raw. That's why I love it.

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