One Life Live It
Life is not rehearsal you get one chance, you can’t go back and change the year, month, week, day, time. Its happened and gone. You learn from it. 1976 on a hot summer night, life as a seventeen year old was as bad as it could be. OK fire up the Yamaha DT175 and burn some rubber, just for spite I will go on my dads Prize and joy his Lawn. Twice should make a mess, then down the road up through…
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