Life ain’t always beautiful, but it’s a beautiful ride.

If you don’t drink, smoke, or ride a bike, you’re a tax evader.

It is true that speed kills. In distance running, it kills anyone who does not have it.

The more precisely I can drive, the more I enjoy myself.

Have fun, be active. Ride a bike instead of driving, for example.

Ride as much or as little, or as long or as short as you feel. But ride.

I can think. I can sleep. I can move. I can ride my bike. I can dream.

Everyone crashes. Some get back on. Some don’t. Some can’t.

Can live without a lot of things in my life but a Bike is not one of them.

Never ride faster than your guardian angel can fly.

Speed is a way to escape consciousness and just act.

Straight roads are for fast cars, turns are for fast riders.

When speed gets in the blood, one must drive to live.

My Girlfriend told me to choose Her or My Bike. I miss her sometimes.

Life is short. So, grip it and rip it.

Work hard in silence, let your “Bike” make all the noise.

Racing is life everything else is just waiting.

I’d risk the fall just to know how it feels to fly.

I know I should have put more faith in you, but I ended up acting in a way I should not, and for that, I am terribly sorry.