Winds Of ChanGe

The wind was blowing at my face . Body rigid . Senses tense , at their peak , I fly without wings . The road comes on fast at me . As I take the curves I feel the force driving me off my track . I hold on tight to the handle bar afraid , the wheels managing enough traction through the slight jump off the uneven road . I give the throttle a sharp twist sending the bike rushing forward in the sudden spurt of power . I feel the adrelanine rushing . My arms twitch at the effort . My whole body tenses to balance the bike over each curve , tilting the bike, teasing the traction , challenging it . I am trying to pass the car in front . I go in for it . A car is coming from the opposite side . No space to go . I down my gear and twist the throttle . I fly forwards . I can feel the mean machine roaring in fury , majestically with its power. I go head on with the other car . Its is rushing towards me . I am besides the car i'm passing. I lay to one side , leaning on my left hand ,shooting the bike laterally into the gap between the cars . I feel the wind of both cars passing . I duck the rear view mirrors on both sides . Suddenly leaning to the right I'm back straight ..feeling rushed.. feeling great.. glad to be alive .. I ride on ... Its proof you dont need wings to fly .