It’s a Brave New World

It’s a Brave New World

Course I ain’t never been to London, and I ain’t never seen France. And I ain’t never seen no queen in her damned undies, so the feller says. But I’ll tell you what: After seeing camera-equipped drones followin’ motocross bikers, like this here story I’m about to unfold, well, I guess I seen somethin’ every bit as stupefyin’ as you’d seen in any of them other places.

2 thoughts on “It’s a Brave New World

  1. My dirt biking days ended speedily and early -e when I scarred my chin stopping my face on a rock.

    So, I ain’t much for dirt biking fame, but I must have some cred given my facial alteration and all.

    This is how legends are made.

  2. Two broken helmets (and concurrent concussions), one sliced Achilles tendon (last time I rode without boots), one acquaintance dead, two in chairs…I got priced right out of that game not too many years after we landed on the moon…

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