tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130418293737366087.post5769375417780204959..comments2023-05-05T02:24:13.892-07:00Comments on A Machine for the End of the World.: Terror on the RoadA.R.M.S.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11647457788080424015noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130418293737366087.post-3489924837348695852013-03-25T07:17:39.272-07:002013-03-25T07:17:39.272-07:00The best I can do to commiserate is to relate how ...The best I can do to commiserate is to relate how similar being hit in the leg by a June Bug, at [elevated] higway speeds, is to being shot with a .45 caliber slug. Thankfully, my machine was stable enough to mind itself while I wondered if my shin had actually been shattered.<br /><br />For all the freedom and joy involved in motorcycling, there are penalties for being exposed to so much nature.MTCoalhopperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08340714747359998522noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130418293737366087.post-61920232504090003932013-03-24T07:05:08.437-07:002013-03-24T07:05:08.437-07:00Now that right there is love, Richard! :-DNow that right there is love, Richard! :-DA.R.M.S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11647457788080424015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130418293737366087.post-9087372006175653962013-03-24T07:00:57.011-07:002013-03-24T07:00:57.011-07:00Yoickx!
Reminds me of when my girlfriend and I we...Yoickx!<br /><br />Reminds me of when my girlfriend and I were taking a multiday bike ride across Iowa (that's bicycles). By the second day's afternoon we were both exhausted and I think she was starting to hallucinate. That's when a bee flew down her shirt.<br /><br />She still married me. -- ?!Richard Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16232053429935587826noreply@blogger.com