So where am I headed?

Finally brought Faakira home... Rode her back all alone. Had hick-ups on the way with idling and all but was an awesome feeling... Kept a steady speed of 40 as was wee bit (read as shit ;) ) scared. Jaws and muscles all stiff with tension.
The feeling was awesome... the beat, the feel of power still there just beyond, an itch to push just a bit more... phah looks like am going the speed way too... gonna hit the track soon at this pace.
Did just 13km from Sam's place to Mine but it was really something in the rush hour. And ofcourse thanks to Sam for tolerating me and helping out with figuring how she would start :)
Ok thats it for now. My shoulders and leg still hurting with all that kicking. Am back to dreaming.
But still what a joy it was to see her outside when I woke up, starting her and then actually sat and polished a bit and cleaned up Musafir too for good measure. :D