Today though, I felt the key, then my heart came alive, I could feel the pressure in my veins. I could barely contain myself, he pushed my button... I Roared to life!
The promised adventure had arrived. Off we went into the cool dark morning, What a glorious feeling, freedom... Cutting through the air, screaming at the top of my lung.
But only 45 minutes later I'm waiting again... Have I done something wrong? My tires aren't even warm yet, I still have a full tank of gas... Why must I wait? Where is the promised adventure?
The Yellow bike.
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