The road is not a racing track. Even when there is no one on it except you. Lyrical mood, summer bliss, flat country road. You lead, enjoy a bike and warmth, purity of the village area, tearing you away at the very end of the straight lines, tilted strongly at a bend, and with particular joy you gain speed at the output. The racing style of driving a motorcycle tickles the nerves and increases the level of adrenaline in the blood. Life is full -blooded, and you feel its pulse. Of course, preparing for this trip, you put on the equipment in full, including a leather overalls and gloves.
