We must always remember the fundamental kinship we share. That thin yellow ribbon of paint that connects us all to the same passion -- RIDING.
We are the military of motion. We are the soldiers of speed. We seek not the comfort of cages nor the solace of safety. We live for the wind and die for the corners. We're on a never ending pilgrimage for pavement. For our quest for happiness lies not in white picket fences, But instead it lies within ourselves and on the road. We live more between zero to sixty than many people do their entire lives. Leather is our uniform, And speed is our creed. Our dreams are our fuel. And our nerves are made of steel.
On two wheels, we are ONE.
There are so many people I wanted to include in this project. For those who contributed, thank you very much.