Aging racers however, require a bit more. Pain that's a week old spreads across my neck and back. I am no longer young, though I continue to act as if I am. The body protests and sometimes the mind weeps. Lacking youth's illusions, vividly aware of the potential consequences of these actions, some might call it immaturity.
But none of that matters when I hear the announcer scream "TEN SECONDS" and wait with baited breath for the flag to wave, feeling the tiny explosions inside that remind....
The flame still burns.
|2004 Gas Gas EC300, beginning to look rather aged, like it's owner....|