The throaty roar of an inline-four, the swish of a chequered flag, the camaraderie of riding together, and the legends and their greatest hits.

Day: January 1, 2013

The Nameless Girl in a Big City

A little over two weeks ago I was gallivanting around this city of my birth, meeting friends, trying to write, and perhaps downing a cup of tea at one of the many cafes I visit. It must have been about 9pm. I can’t remember. It was just one of those days. At around the same… Read More ›