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You Might Be a Biker If...

You would rather ride your "bike" before any other means of transportation.

If you stop to help when you see another bikers broke down. Regardless of what he is riding.

If you relentelssly go the extra mile for the causes you support. [ie. ABATE, toy runs, hospital fund raiser, poker run for a downed brother, etc.]

If you know more about you bike thean most folks know about their vehicles, or toys in general.

If you feel that being on a bike if the biggest part of your life!

If you have ever had a motorcycle in your klitchen of livingroom!

If you have ever called in sick to work because the weather was perfect for a nice long ride!

If you feel as much pride in your bike as you do for your wife and kids!

If you will ride in any type of weather to get to a biker event for the free BBQ and live music!

If you are someone who talks, walks, eats, sleeps and dreams bikes.

If you know what DILLIGAF means!

If you long to roam the open road under the stars and deal with the elements of nature as you meet them.

If you don't mind getting some bugs splattered across your face.

If the thought of Sturgis or Daytona brings a smile to your face.

If your girl asks you if you can move the bike so she can watch the t.v. better.

If you ever bought saddlebags so you can carry more beer.

If your best friends are named after animals.

If taking your girl on a cruise means puttin down the highway.

If your best shoes have steel toes.

If you have motorcycle parts in the dishwasher.

You have make more than one stop on a run to fill up your Peanut Gas Tank.

Your idea of jewerly is chains & barbwire.

You have your bike torn apart in your living room.

The plumber won't come back to replace the heater till you roll those damn bikes to the other end of the basement & drain the gas out of them so he can weld the pipes.

You can tell what kind of bugs they are by the taste of them.

Your only sunburned on the back of your hands.

You carry around a crushed beer can in the case of soft tar when you park the bike.

You know from painful experience why you dont carry your wallet in your back pocket.

You pull your bike into the motel room & use a bath towel to wipe it off.

You call someone a wimp because they have a Blister on their thumb.

Return home from a long run & pass right by your house.

Your girl friend has to climb over the bike to do the laundry in the basement.

You think G-d invented winter so you can get the bike ready for Daytona.

You know how many teeth are on your rear sprocket & how much torque to use on your head bolts.

You started a BBQ with a welding torch.

You carry a picture of your bike in your wallet.

Any day you ride is a good day.

Your other vehicle is a truck with motorcycle ramps in it.

You get hit by a Taxi in N.Y.C. . slide 80 yards & ride the bike home 30 miles with a factured hip.

You don't think its a good party till someone rides his or her bike in & does doughnuts in the living room.

Your three piece suit are Chaps, Leather Vests & a Leather Jacket.

Your kids learn to ride on the back of your bike before they can walk.

Your garage has more square footage than your house.

Your coffe table collapses from the weight of motorcycle magazines on it.

You throw a party and more bikes show up than cars.

Your kids take a motorcycle chain to Show & Tell.

All your ashtrays pistons from your last engine rebuild.

Lovin' in the wind
There's no better way
Sharing all life's curves
Together come what may.

Ridin' under desert skies
Sleeping 'neath the stars
Knowin' every moment
Was meant to be just ours.

Movin' to a rythm
No one else can hear
The rumble of the Harley
Singing in our ears.

And when the road ahead is cloudy
Or the forecast calls for rain
We only hold on tighter
'Til it's summy skies again.

Oh Great Spirit

As you sit above and watch over me
Remember how the wind felt in your
headdress of eagle feathers so long ago...
Be reminded the feel of your steed
between your legs
As you rode across the open plains
and don't forget how you felt when
you saw a mighty eagle soar and play
in the wind.

And know that I feel the same as you
Although I've traded your headdress
for a bandana
And mine is an iron horse
A soaring eagle still takes my breath away

Grant me your wisdom
Oh mighty warrier give me your love
of peace as I ride forever free.

~ Author Unknown ~

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