Urinating Lots And Tired

The thought of all of us in a post of the legendary mod Rust

You know when you make friends with the usual bar talk, when we talk of horses, detached, points of maximum speed and so on? Well, was just at one of these that a friend asked me a question as obvious as obvious, but which in fact had never thought of responding with words "reason".

"Change never fly"?
"It's hard, you can never say, but I can not think of another bike that is not a Ducati .."
"Yes, but ... why Ducati?

"Ducati Why? eh .. I thought to myself .. why Ducati ..

Your heart beat faster, a kind of sticking redness on my cheeks, a slight tremor in his legs and hands .. if my body at that moment he could speak, would have responded in my place, only those signs, as I knew why, but I knew inside me and in a way that is not easy to explain to someone who does not try it ..

only to pronounce a name that causes nell'appassionato a thrill, an almost maniacal frenzy ..
Get in your box, raise the garage door because you know that forward is the last obstacle between you and what you want at that moment eagerly ..
Finally a glimmer of light, caressing and sees the lines as much as catchy sinuous, jagged shadows and see them. E 'yours. It 's your Ducati.

Patriotism? Maybe. Exclusivity, venture ..
The fact is that in the face of hordes of crazy bike of any brand or type, the presence of a Ducati makes a difference. Skip to the eye, breaks in your ears, warms my heart ..
Get in the saddle, turn the key, feel the vibrations bursting up from below .. and at each turn of the throttle you feel pervaded by a feeling of dominating almost ... of the road, your body, your vehicle ...

I could define it as a bike "in warm colors, which go well with a seasonal best describe any feelings. And thinking back to everything, I understand my reaction to the teasing that typical both years were included with this exact name. I also understand that perhaps the speaker has never tried one .. then maybe the right answer here ...

I'll be back in me, noticing that I was thrilled when these thoughts and that my friend looks at me with a puzzled expression on hold any of my reply ...
I saw startled, I take the fire of vision, recovery of the use of the word and feel your throat burn, as I had in the meantime route miles and miles ...

"Ducati Why? Have you ever tried one?
"No" he says ..
"Then do it .. and if you have any questions, look within yourself ... that's where you'll find the answers .."