This is my Bicycle. There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My Bicycle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
My Bicycle, without me, is useless. Without my bike, I am useless.
I must ride my bike well. I must ride faster than my opponent who is trying to pass me. I must pass him before he passes me. I will...
My Bicycle and myself know that what counts in this life is not the miles we log, the speed of our burst, nor the wool we wear. We know that it is the journey that counts. We will ride...
My bike is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its bearings and its spokes. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my bike clean and ready. We will become part of each other.