Your a little rambunctious, with your high speed passes, dancing front wheel and worn out knees, speed turns you on and adrenalin is your drug of choice.
Not rain, mud or snow can keep you from riding, in fact, you’re thinking, “bring it on” because you’re riding the swiss army knife of motorcycles.
You love the wind in your face, bugs in your teeth, you’re not concerned with the elements of mother nature, you eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner!
Old school cool with the smell of leather and hot crackling engine parts, you define what a biker really is. It’s not when you arrive but how!
They’ve called you Iron-butt and everything else but it’s only because when the road calls, you oblige, 1000 miles in a single serving, rinse and repeat!
Smooth, sleek and flowing, you weave your way through the hustle that is rush hour only you’ve got a hall pass, the cagers are so jealous…