Taming the Fury

I had a dream about a motorcycle, it was flying...

These lines from Harry Potter ring true every time I recall my first encounter with motorcycles. I can still feel the wind blowing on my face and slightly lifting off my open-face helmet. Gripping on to the handlebar with my life and harnessing it to ensure it didn’t swivel out of my control. My nerve senses firing and making me feel alive every single time —