We're riding down the mountain roads. Trees all around us and not a soul in sight. We're speeding down fast everything's just a blur. The road is smooth and the air feels warm. But it's cool against our skin as we blow through it. We have some loud music just blasting. We're bent over and zooming by. We feel light. Almost like we could fly. We could just lift and we wouldn't feel anything wrong. We go faster unable to stop and we turn slowly while close to a cliff we're looking over and we see that nothing could be better than this. We look forward and and go faster past cars, and people. We're going to fast that we can only see them as blurs.