I was walking through the Town of County Durham one day with a friend of mine just enjoying the sunshine of a warm June day.
When in the distance I could hear the engine of a motorcycle roaring towards us.
Ahead was a roundabout and as the engine could be heard gearing down its rider slowly came into view, throwing the motorcycle left then right, to negotiate the traffic calming measure, and as he rode past us.

As I looked in his direction I noticed him raise four fingers off the accelerator maintaining his speed with his thumb.
I nervously smiled waving back and blushing, it felt like he almost knew i was instantly admiring the fact he could handle something so powerful with the slightest touch, that throbbed...