when i was a kid i used to run like hell after school to meet my dad on his way home from work, he rode a bsa and i used to jump on the back (no helmets in them days) and he`d take me the rest of the way home......it was such a fantastic feeling to be whizzing along in the air..and that has stuck with me since...no matter how stressed out i get at work or whatever, as soon as i am on my bike it seems like i don`t have a care in the world.....as long as i am physically able to, i will allways have a bike..its a major part of my life.
