It was noon on a Saturday. What was I doing with my life? What was the big picture? Nevermind all that! I had to focus on something special, something that really mattered in the moment -- wheelies. Big. Fat. Wheelies.
It was another classic turning point day in my development. After viewing some videos of the east coast dirt bike riders on urban streets, I realized that I'd still had fear about going so far over the balance point on my WR250R, that I'd not be able to recover. And that can't be the case. Because those urban dirt riders can scrape their fenders on the ground. And it they can do it, so can I.
To date, today's Moto Wheelie Session was the best yet. Ever. I took my big, hairy, balls to my favorite parking lot... and got way, way, up there. It finally feels like my bicycle skills are transferring to motorcycles!
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