Hear the revs rising your ears prick and take note
See the bike now passing the rider seems to float
Watch the front wheel come up hear the motor growl
Accelerating swiftly and you can call no fowl
Feel the adrenaline rushing it’s time to serve right back
Tap the accelerator and your throttle has no slack
Keeping up the pressure as you ease the front brake on
Back wheels in the air and you think your stoppies won
Hear a rising howl and the bike has pulled in line
The riders on the tank the form easy to define
You know the bastards grinning as the throttle hand ignites
The bike is on the back wheel and you know you have no rights
The time has come to stop this to put this rider back in place
Swing your feet across the bars as you pop up and keep pace
You give a friendly wave to show the serve is on
The other rider salutes the finger raised is long
See the foot go back that bikes at 12 o’clock
Drop your front wheel down that rider shore does rock
Pull up at the lights the visers both fly up
Look into her eye’s that girl just stole your cup
hmm... yeah... thats what lack of a CBR does to you.
Last edited by Dogmatrix; 10-28-2004 at 09:28 PM.
Sweet....good read...i like it!