Shit Proof

Out on my bike 'Spike,'
today I learnt how to
fly... like the wind.
My fear used to be
downward sliding
hills with bends
enough to make
any unsuspecting
novis.. throw up.
Off to Europe in
five weeks time,
time to navigate
some real white
knuckle rides..
time to get
shit proof with
my abilities..
safety bein a
small aspect
of every day
ridin. How to
execute my
next ride..
play safe?
Neah...not
me.. I like
to ride like
the wind, say
hello to Satin.
Kiss my mother
fuckin ass....
hahahahahahaha
hahahahaha..as
you can see I
don't give a
flyin fuck.. I
need that added
ingredient...
you know what I
mean? Adrenalin
rush, push the
limits, show
me what ya made
of. If we never
fail how do we
know if we can
succeed? That
is the burning
question I keep
asking.... push
to the limits
and when you're
tired realise
this.. you can go
twice the distance
again and again..
Shit proof..
ride to live, live
to ride......
Jesus sits behind
me, I have the
devil on my
handle bars!