Life is not
a journey with the goal of arriving quietly and safely in one pristine
piece....
But a chance to twist the throttle until it sticks full open ....
To
leap over, slide under or hammer through obstacles....
To look fear in the eye
and back hand it in the head....
To skid, slip or stumble across the finish
line, out of gas, leaking oil and blood....
Covered in dirt, and free
from regrets
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