I'm not sure what I am going to do tonight. Or even who I am going to spend the night with.
I did take my bike out for a while. It has enough miles on it now, so I am comfy taking it up to red line (9500 RPM) and shifting at the power peak of 7500 RPM. Fuck, it sounds delightful when you do that.
It's not all that fast. It tops out at like 125 MPH. I'm perfectly okay with that. I don't actually even want to go 125 MPH on a motorcycle.
I did see a cop. I was wrapped heat to toe in riding gear, so they had no idea who I am. They didn't bother me.
I dont want to go even 100 on a motorcycle
It's raining today. I still drove around, but not for very long.
It's just Biff and I, so we'll probably head upstairs early.
I have only smoked two cigarettes today. I'm about to light my 3rd.
Thats a far cry from two packs, nearly none
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