Race engines humming, ready and staged in a grid formation. I sat crouched, on the passenger’s, (swinger) platform, hands gripping support bars with head tucked in tight, waiting for the green flag. My breath huffed out a rhythm I fought to keep controlled as John, the rider of the Period 4 Class, Honda DeWith 960 sidecar outfit I was swinging …
Emily’s Fear
Emily’s Fancies… captivating the extraordinaries of motorcycling and the women who ride them… take 2. Fear… Flicking back the throttle, Percy’s front wheel lifts slightly, as the red light vanishes for green. Pure exhilaration from speedy acceleration fills my body with tingling delight as I race along Plenty Road, through the ever-expanding industrial area of NE Melbourne. Free from thought …
Emily’s Intro
Emily’s Fancies… captivating the extraordinaries of motorcycling and the women who ride them… take 1 Intro… I rush through the house, my boots heavily echoing on timber floors, as I scramble about, throwing on my leather jacket, grabbing keys, helmet – fuck where is it? Gloves, do I have my gloves? Arms full, I propel myself through the back door …
Emily’s Fancies
Emily’s Fancies… captivating the extraordinaries of motorcycling and the women who ride them… The latest of fancies is at the top… Take 2… Fear The back wheel wobbles, the instant before I pull myself up and out of the turn. Muscles aching, tingles of shock race up my spine as I straighten and slow my pace, mind wavering, …
