Susset; Flagler Beach, FL

So, tired of hearing motorcycles growling, whirring, threatening, I drove up to Flagler Beach, had and icy Corona (yes, with lime) and watched the sun set on another beautiful Florida evening. A Regge band played the obligatory songs, and tourists danced, but few bikes moaned or announced their presence with authority...

Evenings kike this are pleasure, comrades.