Mental Peace Through Motorcycles
I am so fricken mad right now! I feel like I could rip someones head off. All I can say is thank God for motorcycles! I wonder if anger and frustration are what led the pioneers of motorcycling to seek out the solace of their workshops, to be able to disappear into the black and white world of the mechanical object, or the minutia of motor work, to drift off into the buoyant sea of no complaining and no expectations.