dear lawmaker,
i know you've said i can put an assist kit on my bicycle, i know you've set limits on how powerful it can be, how fast i can go. but, that's not good enough, i want it to be more powerful, and i want it to be faster. you see, it's all about ME.
dear rescue worker,
i know you don't want to worry about my welfare, or maybe have to scrape my body parts off the road. i know you'd feel better if i had adquate lighting and wore an effective helmet...but you forget one thing...it's all about ME.
dear lawman,
i know you like my MB but you have a job to do. i know you'd prefer i didn't give you a reason to mess with me. i know i'm supposed to behave myself like any motorist, use the proper lanes, obey signals and signs...but shoot guys, it's all about ME.
dear fellow motorist,
i know you are strictly regulated. i know you have to pay taxes and fees, and must fully document your vehicle. i know you have to carry insurance and bear financial responsibility in order to be on the road. i know it scares you when i zoom in between your cars, or blow through a stop-sign. i know you resent that i'm an undocumented and unregulated risk. i know all that, but don't forget, it's all about ME.
dear fellow MB'er,
i know you've built an MB that's within acceptable legal and mechanical guideliness. i know you depend on your MB to earn a living and support your family. i know you ride right, i know you have an appreciation for your place on the road. i know you've built a safe bike, and i know you wear a real helmet. i know you've worked hard to convince your community you can be trusted to do your part to keep everyone safe from harm and from financial ruin. i know that my oversize engine and lack of regard for safety and existing regulations put your right to ride at risk. but you need to know THIS my friend...
i don't care.
because it's all about ME.
i know you've said i can put an assist kit on my bicycle, i know you've set limits on how powerful it can be, how fast i can go. but, that's not good enough, i want it to be more powerful, and i want it to be faster. you see, it's all about ME.
dear rescue worker,
i know you don't want to worry about my welfare, or maybe have to scrape my body parts off the road. i know you'd feel better if i had adquate lighting and wore an effective helmet...but you forget one thing...it's all about ME.
dear lawman,
i know you like my MB but you have a job to do. i know you'd prefer i didn't give you a reason to mess with me. i know i'm supposed to behave myself like any motorist, use the proper lanes, obey signals and signs...but shoot guys, it's all about ME.
dear fellow motorist,
i know you are strictly regulated. i know you have to pay taxes and fees, and must fully document your vehicle. i know you have to carry insurance and bear financial responsibility in order to be on the road. i know it scares you when i zoom in between your cars, or blow through a stop-sign. i know you resent that i'm an undocumented and unregulated risk. i know all that, but don't forget, it's all about ME.
dear fellow MB'er,
i know you've built an MB that's within acceptable legal and mechanical guideliness. i know you depend on your MB to earn a living and support your family. i know you ride right, i know you have an appreciation for your place on the road. i know you've built a safe bike, and i know you wear a real helmet. i know you've worked hard to convince your community you can be trusted to do your part to keep everyone safe from harm and from financial ruin. i know that my oversize engine and lack of regard for safety and existing regulations put your right to ride at risk. but you need to know THIS my friend...
i don't care.
because it's all about ME.
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