Has been a couple of months i have been biking. Riding skills are put to test when traffic crawls at turtle speed on a criss cross corner.In spite of adhering to the rules i have been interrupted by men in white couple of times for document check up. one fine Sunday morning i had been driving on a highway and wind gushing at me at 60 miles an hour. Almost moving ahead of every engine i came across i was at a all time high taking pride on my driving skills. Suddenly a man rode past me on his Harley Davidson out from nowhere. My egoism didn't allow me to accept it and i speeded up just to put him back again.He could sense it and blasted his throttle to the maximum.After a thirty minute chase i had to give in as i could see him drifting away smoothly and taking turns at acute angles. Seeing his dark tyres fading into the oblivion i felt myself a novice in the game. This ride deepened my ambivalence regarding my driving skills and i had a lesson to take from it.Driving is not only about torque and horse power but also an art. It has a lot of calculation buried in it and is much beyond mere sprinting. From a different tone "Succumbing to a Road rage is a litmus test for one's own emotions and a tool to assess one's own pshycological stability and has the potential to make you a unbalanced spirit"
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