Humanity has always had a desire to do the unnatural. We jump off buildings, out airplanes, go diving into the deepest, darkest depths of the ocean.. Well, you get the idea. One thing we do is “tempt fate” and it is this reason that humanity has a desire to just “go faster”. I guess that’s where I fit. I live a fast and hard-edged lifestyle. Base-Jumping, Sky-diving, fast cars, motorcycles, and maybe even the occasional unicycle.
So this post is about my thing with speed. Keep in mind, I’m talking about the ultimate adrenalin rush. Propelling yourself down the freeway at 321.2 feet per second (219 mph) in two tons of steel and leather. There’s nothing like it. Well, doing it on a Ducati (although not quite so fast, because mine doesn’t go that fast) is just a great big rush. The point is, even though I’ve had that ability and have done it (just recently), it still just doesn’t feel like it’s enough. My overwhelming desire for more adrenalin is just mind-boggling. When does it end?
Now, keep in mind, a few of [my more conservative] friends have told me I’m gonna kill myself doing this, but hell, the way I look at it, if I die, I’m dying in style.. *chuckle*. Keep in mind, I do it all the time with safety in mind. I only do it on open roads with nobody around (and I do wear my seatbelt). It still doesn’t feel like it’s enough.
So my question is.. What drives this thirst for more? It’s not a power thing.. It’s just the need to feel alive and that feeling is best savored when I’m walking the edge.