The story remains the same... boy meets girl, girl meets boy... the boy changes the motorcycle saddle for a proper one for carrying a pillion and when least expected... there's no more
...and as many would say, better alone than in bad company. But I'm never lonely, despite being alone most of the time. This is what it is. Motorcycles are vehicles for individuals who might eventually take someone with them. But it's a one-person delight. That's for sure.
FUCK THE WORLD