I'd say the bike feeling is like a wizard taught you how to fly with a humble broom and you were training all night to get it in flying state and in the morning while the sun was gliding above the horizon you finally managed to took off and after a very long fly with the cold wind making your eyes wet you end up in a secret castle made of shiny steel. Right there, that feeling of enthusiasm, freshness and wonder is similar to the bike feeling.

How would you describe it?