I woke up this morning remembering a time when I'd think. It doesn't matter. When it's your time, its your time. Doesn't matter if your attempting to break the land speed record, or sleeping. If it's your time. It's tour time.
I never broke any records, but I sure did break some bones... I've been over 140 MPH with both motorcycles and cars. Ya, I know. But I've always been on a budget.
Oh, you weren't thinking that they're faster now?
Well anyway, I even thought, what the hell it only hurt for a moment. But that's not what I was thinking this morning while rolling out of bed.
I was actually wondering when it was that I started feeling all those miss haps every morning?
I get bummed when I see my son playing his video games... there's so much to do, so little time... again with how your opinion changes. But in a way, I'm glad he isn't out breaking bones.
Although. I have been wanting to get a dune buggy or some quads o_O
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