I have had a motorcycle experience.
I went to the beach to play a bit and I approached a friend named Mike. he asks me: will you take me for a ride?
I had already noticed that my bike was making an effort, but I replied:
Sure we try
So we set off for the shore the wheel left a deep groove.
Mike may have been 18 but it was his first time riding a motorcycle.
We were having fun and we got to where the sand was driest and you could hear the engine roar louder, and the wheel lifted the sand.
I felt happy and I also so that I asked him if we wanted to try to climb higher. there the sand was very dry and we could fall or not make it.
He agreed to try so we agreed that if he noticed the bike straining he would drop off.
Here we are on a wooden walkway and we launched the motorbike on the soft sand.
the first part seemed to go well but then the engine revved up the wheel dug a deep groove, throwing the sand behind us.
he proceeded very slowly he was forcing in two he could not make it. I was excited and waiting for him to fly down he too seemed excited but still behind me.
I tried not to lose my balance and I accelerated to keep it from stopping. Finally we arrived at the water's edge happy that Mike had not got out and the bike, despite the effort, had brought us.
So I asked him why he didn't fly off.
he replied that i was having fun and our secret was born.
