there's something about riding at night when the city's asleep and it's just you and the engine. no music, no destination, just the hum of tires on asphalt and your own thoughts. that's the only time everything makes sense.
there's something about riding at night when the city's asleep and it's just you and the engine. no music, no destination, just the hum of tires on asphalt and your own thoughts. that's the only time everything makes sense.