A girl on a motorcycle is a rare and, undoubtedly, beautiful sight. She causes admiration and envy.
A girl on a motorcycle is a rare and, undoubtedly, beautiful sight. I admire and envy them. Yes, I confess – I envy, because I never dare, like these urban Amazons, to saddle an iron horse. It is probably great when you rush at high speed and you see only horizon in front of you, and it beckons you and calls you like a dream. It seems to me that this is akin to the feeling of flying.
I met three completely different girls for whom the motorcycle is a way of life, and they told how it all began, about their feelings, the reactions of men and extreme journeys.