At 26, I'm not one much for preparation. The tank of my Ducati 250 is full and I've eaten my breakfast. I don't even have a companion to witness my feat or to pick me out of the prickly pears if I miss a turn. My challenge and task: drive to Massawa and back as fast as I can.
Not normally a fast or reckless driver, much the opposite, I'm usually too safe. But I have to do something different, something challenging today. ... As I pass the road guard shack at the edge of the escarpment, my watch says 8:30. I twist the accelerator open. ...
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