Kx125
2-26-06
Jump start with a heavy thud,
little throttle the bike tastes the gas,
tires ready for some mud,
roaring and ready to kick some ass,
adrenalin pumpin with sound of power,
vibration felt throughout ,
revving engine sounds on the hour,
I gunnit and make the engine shout,
Flat out and accelerated quickly,
passing others my heart beats faster,
butterflies in my stomache i feel sickly,
I run the track like im its master,
The race is not about winning,
its about me and who I am,
jumped into the heavens tires spinning,
almost floating I fly whenever I can,
Checkered flag waves to the motion,
Crowd cheers louder then a freight train,
Im working the beast, my magic potion,
I win because Ive never been sain.....