so picture this.
newark, nj. mccarter highway to be exact. stopped at a light near the nj performing arts center. i'm in the left lane of a two lane road, sat atop my bike (see misc pix) and dutifully staring into my mirrors to make sure whoever's behind me isn't travelling too fast to stop, just like any good little motorcyclist should. next to me in the right lane pulls up a shiny $60,000 mercades e500 and the driver is staring HARD at the vibrating, rusty, vaguely smoking, leaky pile of shit i bought for $600 off some guy in yonkers. not just a little glance over, i mean staring at me like it's his fucking job and i start laughing quietly inside my helmet because i realize, at that moment, that i'm loving every single fucking second of my life and he's not.
gawd i love this bike
newark, nj. mccarter highway to be exact. stopped at a light near the nj performing arts center. i'm in the left lane of a two lane road, sat atop my bike (see misc pix) and dutifully staring into my mirrors to make sure whoever's behind me isn't travelling too fast to stop, just like any good little motorcyclist should. next to me in the right lane pulls up a shiny $60,000 mercades e500 and the driver is staring HARD at the vibrating, rusty, vaguely smoking, leaky pile of shit i bought for $600 off some guy in yonkers. not just a little glance over, i mean staring at me like it's his fucking job and i start laughing quietly inside my helmet because i realize, at that moment, that i'm loving every single fucking second of my life and he's not.
gawd i love this bike
elsie_caruso:
awesome! seriously awesome.