
So maybe I never drove my bike strait up the wall (at least not that I remember), but I've left my share of tire marks, and a trail of destruction wherever I went. I recall having glorious triumphs and spectacular wipeouts. Of the two, the later was most entertaining to my friends.
All in all I'm no worse for the wear...and I got quite a few stories to tell from it.
I really enjoyed viewing and reading your post and going straight up the walls would certainly be a spectacular feat if you could have done it :-)
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed viewing and reading your post and going straight up the walls would certainly be a spectacular feat if you could have done it :-)
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed viewing and reading your post and going straight up the walls would certainly be a spectacular feat if you could have done it :-)
ReplyDeleteLove the look on his face!
ReplyDeletelove. use of colour (or lack of) is great too!
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