What is it that really sends you?,

Or just makes you smile inside, while out riding?

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One clear night, on a quiet road, the full moon was reflecting off the spokes, and it was like a beautiful fireworks display I had never noticed before.

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Sailing down a long, steep hill, on a gently winding road, on a warm summer evening, with no shirt on... and the bike itself seemed to be loving it -- like a horse that hits just the right rhythm and gait -- and everything seemed perfect.