We had a question in school today, asking us to descibe a place the best we could, heres what i wrote...
As you awake in the morning to the sweet melodies of two stroke screams and four stroke growls you know you are in the Heaven that we riders call Mother G. It is referred to as Mother G because she takes care of us, comforts us when were not so happy. As you step outside, whether you be in a tent, a truck or an RV, you can smell the mixture of two stroke oil and race gas, it fills the air, smelling like sweet nectar, it is like an aphrodisiac to the “Glamis Goer”. The cool morning air and the cool soft sand on your bare feet, it is like walking on water, no other sand is finer. Once you hop on your machine, may it be a quad, dirt bike, buggy, or truck, you feel unstoppable, you feel glorious, this awesome power comes over you and you hear a voice asking you to come closer. That voice, is Mother G. You start to ride out in the morning air, carving threw the sand like butter, until finally you find virgin sand. Virgin sand is like floating on clouds, no ruts, or jerks, or bumps, just you, your machine, and smooth riding. I will always show my love for my second mother, Mother G.
hope you all like
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[ 09-01-2002, 07:21 PM: Message edited by: Slappy ]