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·Sunday started out alright went to church and felt guilty the whole time....Speedy was calling mmy name like the beast in the pit....."Come get on me and ride me like the bitch I am" over and over she kept calling my name...Got home from church kicked the wife and kissed the kids or viceaversa.whatever.. Put on my favorite pair of catholic jeans white tennies and black t-shirt got on speedy sarted her up and felt the absolute oneness with evil incarnate..."Luke follow the darkside" got on 152 east off of indiana blvd at the top of the onramp 120mutha freakin miles per hour..front wheel half way up and off the ground,,,...gon on 435 north towards the airport long sweeping apex just inchs from my right knee butt off riding kickis butt....on 435 and thru the gears to fifth 9 grand 128 indicated chin lower that ever wind hitting me like a physical force (dah it is!) no clutch to sixth still accelerating glance down at 144 and still accelerating with slight wobble in front but still managable....amazing how your vision narrows so much at speed untill I look or glance over and see mr. HWP...just hit the 150mph and just said screw it kept going tried to see if he even bothered but at that speed too much wind and gotta concentrate on the six inch spot of my vision that counts...passed a mitsu something or other that tried to catch me for a while then looked down again for the last time at 159 indicated..ok that s enough...slowed to airport exit and sedately came home down 29 south. When I got home I got off bike and almost fell over legs were shakin, whats up with this shit? then it hit me I was gone for all of fourty minutes and every little worry I had before vanished...Life is good....and the bitch from the depths of hell (speedy)is good also.......Lets ride...sean
