I could take the story of how the bike “suddenly” was
empty on fuel and that I, the seconds before relised that I have to get home
before the storm comes ... How the rain comes, smashing me in the face while I
am walking along the highway on my way to the nearest gas station and how the
sun came out 3 minutes later laughing at me walking around in the whole set of motorcycle
equipment... and how the guy at the gas station put the encouraging comment
"but then you get some exercise anyway?" and how I give him a poor little
smile as a reply ...
I could tell the story of how bitter I was ..
But instead, I thought what the hell… what is there to
complain about, I am that I had KORI
as back protector on the back, avoid to walk around with sweaty jacket and
rainy soaked leatherpants in the sunshine… summerdays can be unpredictable… but
I can be flexible!
So instead of being bitter, I think - Kori made my
day. Actually I made my day ...
