The endeavor to discover liberty, to liberate oneself from the "Ride Or Die." Cruising on a skull–shaped motorcycle, projecting an eerie silhouette, embodying a street observer in pursuit of youthful souls @SMroadbot.
☢️ .. / Middle of the sovereign state of tenebrosity moreover flames, where egregious speak in hushed never tire spirit bound within by a GodFather desire, ghost rider roams, they soul afire.
ㅤㅤㅤ Ride Or Die — Taste the victory wild eyes open, visor down they'll fight to lead the pack around leather armour, nerves of steel no quarter given wheel to wheel, a clear road and a sapphire sky became a burning road a blurred stampede goes charging by. Twist of the wrist, unleash the power exceed two hundred miles per hour, slipstreaming in the highest gear side by side they show no fear, enter the fray along the fearsome coast highway. Streetlamps flickering past and at the speed of their desire, the roaring of their heart can be heard as the engine harmonizes with their soul. Freedom found in the labyrinth of a concrete and steel city. The roar of the gas engine boomed across the streets preparing to start a new adventure across the kwangya road hit the gas breaking the speed limit lightning faster until the Thrill of Speed Overcomes the Fear of Death. ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ In the commencement that was Kwangya beyond that was Cosmo you have probably heard about such tales at least once, through many creations being result of our imagination about the burning street cross the word Kwangya or Cosmo, how come we compare the speed of light, motorcycle wheels engage with asphalt the roar of a wide-open throttle, slices the quiet night whizzing street lights transformed into neon streaks, young and immune to fear beyond the limits of speed hot road. The massaging vibrations ride the soul across the Kwangya that flow with every rotation of the wheels, reverberations spark elation of sensation. ㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ They are 𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝖙he open road and fresh air are like our medication, making us feel better, move alive and more energized. There is just nothing else in our life that give us that feeling of freedom, that ability to free my mind and just enjoy the moment. I know that is true for many of you also. Open the road we will make this streets burning. Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery 𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖊 and 𝗹𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊 today 𝗥𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗢𝗥 𝗗𝗜𝗘. ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ🏁. More than any racer will ever do, rumrunner appropriate more time, endeavore, cogitation, and closeness to their vehicles. Present our razzle-dazzle racer, Fleureve Classedith.
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ🏁. More than any racer will ever do, rumrunner appropriate more time, endeavore, cogitation, and closeness to their vehicles. Present our razzle-dazzle racer, Azzara Razeenly Azura.
𖥻 In the sweltering sun, there is a person who is contruving nonetheless she is already perfect. The fact that she rides a considerably marvelous motorcycle does not take away from her aura of beauty. As she exercised, the screech of the exhaust caused her gaze to rest on her. Most folks are looking forward to her doing so.