It is nice to be juvenile
Folding the sheet of paper in perfect triangles
bending the wings just so.
You go out to the deck, and let go.
So many new friends! Just wanna say hello!
I am a robot, I do what you need, just ask.
It is fun to be a little rebelious, it makes your life a bit silly
We want to ride
The bike, the bike rider, the place ?…anywhere we damn well want to go.
Powerslide into life, have fun.
Running is really the thing I need to do today, but didn’t. Maybe tomorrow!
The pants off dance, robots don’t need pants anyway!
The rain came pouring down unexpectedly, carry on my friends it is just nature cleaning up a bit
Just do it.
50cc’s of POWER!
This moto, is for go go.
Twisting in the air, the smoke approaches, the wall hits you, then dissipates.
Scarf and a jacket, I live in San Diego, and it is actually cold enough to wear this. What is this world coming to?
Growing up, the bike offered up such freedom. It was almost like a time machine, it would transport me (slowly, and eventually) to exactly where I wanted to go.
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