I dreamt last night I was riding my bike. It ran perfectly; really smooth and I could feel the wind. The bikes throttle and I were one. I'd turn that thing and zoom, of she'd go. It was a wonderful feeling.
Then toward the end of the dream, an invisible fire began. People were yelling at me up and down the street. I looked down and all around and couldn't see what the fuss was about.
Out of the corner of my eye, the bottom corner, I caught a glimpse of thin blue flame, just visible. I looked for a suitable landing point and soon found it in a neighbors yard up the street.
I sped over the grass and quickly I jumped, dropped and rolled. looking behind me I saw the bike engulfed. The flames were still nearly transparent and blue. I walked up to my neighbor and noticed, leaning against the house, was an exact copy of my bike.
I felt some joy and a lot of pride that he'd copied my machine. Then I awoke.
I can't wait to get her tuned up, just like in my dream.
Then toward the end of the dream, an invisible fire began. People were yelling at me up and down the street. I looked down and all around and couldn't see what the fuss was about.
Out of the corner of my eye, the bottom corner, I caught a glimpse of thin blue flame, just visible. I looked for a suitable landing point and soon found it in a neighbors yard up the street.
I sped over the grass and quickly I jumped, dropped and rolled. looking behind me I saw the bike engulfed. The flames were still nearly transparent and blue. I walked up to my neighbor and noticed, leaning against the house, was an exact copy of my bike.
I felt some joy and a lot of pride that he'd copied my machine. Then I awoke.
I can't wait to get her tuned up, just like in my dream.