I received this today. Only those of us who ride............truly understand the meaning of this whole message. If you do ride...ENJOY. If you don't......well, what can I say!!!!
Subject: A Truth of Life:
Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul.
Most motorcycle problems are caused by the nut that connects the handlebars to the saddle.
Life may begin at 30, but it doesn't get real interesting until about 60 mph!
You start the game of life with a full pot of luck and an empty pot of experience... The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck.
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
It takes more love to share the saddle than it does to share the bed.
The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rearview mirror.
Never be afraid to slow down.
Sometimes it takes a whole tank full of fuel before you can think straight.
Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.
Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town.
Never do less than forty miles before breakfast.
If you don't ride in the rain, you don't ride.
A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.
Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and lived.
Young riders pick a destination and go...
Old riders pick a direction and go.
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night.
Work to ride & ride to work.
Whatever it is, it's better in the wind.
The best alarm clock is sunshine on chrome.
Handlebars are the best frame for a sunrise.
When you're riding lead, don't spit.
A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 am to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down & without asking “What the hell were you doing?”
Catching a yellow jacket in your shirt at 70 mph can double your vocabulary.
There's something ugly about a NEW bike on a trailer. (Ed. note....ANY bike on a trailer!!)
Don't lead the pack if you don't know where you're going.
Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't.
Don't argue with an 18-wheeler.
If you ride like there's no tomorrow, there won't be.
There are drunk riders.
There are old riders.
There are NO old, drunk riders.
You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze.
Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
REMEMBER –
There is a reason you don’t see motorcycles in front of Psychologist’s Offices!!
Subject: A Truth of Life:
Four wheels move the body. Two wheels move the soul.
Most motorcycle problems are caused by the nut that connects the handlebars to the saddle.
Life may begin at 30, but it doesn't get real interesting until about 60 mph!
You start the game of life with a full pot of luck and an empty pot of experience... The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck.
If you wait, all that happens is that you get older.
It takes more love to share the saddle than it does to share the bed.
The only good view of a thunderstorm is in your rearview mirror.
Never be afraid to slow down.
Sometimes it takes a whole tank full of fuel before you can think straight.
Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.
Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town.
Never do less than forty miles before breakfast.
If you don't ride in the rain, you don't ride.
A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.
Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and lived.
Young riders pick a destination and go...
Old riders pick a direction and go.
Sometimes the fastest way to get there is to stop for the night.
Work to ride & ride to work.
Whatever it is, it's better in the wind.
The best alarm clock is sunshine on chrome.
Handlebars are the best frame for a sunrise.
When you're riding lead, don't spit.
A friend is someone who'll get out of bed at 2 am to drive his pickup to the middle of nowhere to get you when you're broken down & without asking “What the hell were you doing?”
Catching a yellow jacket in your shirt at 70 mph can double your vocabulary.
There's something ugly about a NEW bike on a trailer. (Ed. note....ANY bike on a trailer!!)
Don't lead the pack if you don't know where you're going.
Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don't. Some can't.
Don't argue with an 18-wheeler.
If you ride like there's no tomorrow, there won't be.
There are drunk riders.
There are old riders.
There are NO old, drunk riders.
You can forget what you do for a living when your knees are in the breeze.
Only a biker knows why a dog sticks his head out of a car window.
REMEMBER –
There is a reason you don’t see motorcycles in front of Psychologist’s Offices!!
,, dq
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