You know, that “fcuking yeh†feeling that puts a smile on your face.

Biking related please.
No smutty stories containing the opposite sex, the same sex, animals, food stuffs, animated or unanimated objects.

To kick this of...
Don’t you just love...
... having a few miles of “making due progress†over twisty roads, hitting the lines you want, getting the gear changes just right, only approaching other traffic on straight bits so you can get past with no changes to the groove you are in, then backing off before a built up area, just before the police Volvo estate with all the gubbings on the roof comes round the corner and is going in the other direction.
Nod and a smile to pissy plod to indicate that of course you have been travelling at 45 all the way, ‘onist .
