Motorcycle Mama

Melatonin may be a wonderful thing, but so are motorcycles.

From the looks of it, I think the driver’s praying: “Please don’t let this chick fall off the bike.”

Me? I’m smiling, oblivious to the fact that in a few short minutes, I would be going 68 in a 25 miles-per-hour zone. Phew. I’m glad I lived to tell about it.

 

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