[Open my Visor on my motorcycle helmet]

What is that object in my vision?

As i open my eyes from shut

a blur of an object-

19 meters per second.

*I slap my eye as if something has entered my eye*

[i pause in that position]

“Fields of black, painted upon the reflections that spread themselves;as if they were in a gallery,

Widened puddles.”

-Pause-

There be ducks!

In the vast empty space which we cannot hear nor see.

Listen closely and youll hear the dunks,

Heads, Bills and Discipline. In search for life.

27.78 meters per second.

The sudden drop in temperature has my body caught up with my head, in the numbness sector.

If i move i may get frostbite.

Imagine if i was right?

Imagine you were left?

You must of found the door cause right now im here.

And you. Well you, seemed to have.. Ya know? Left.

[Left lever gets pulled in. Left foot slams up. Right Hand pulls the throttle.]

44.44 Mps.

Its a long way to the top. Darwin. of course.

At least once im there the icecles around my eyes can melt.

Formed with such structure that could home millions of peoples hearts. But for now it’s reduced my vision. All i see are other passing lights.

Who also have ice kingdoms forming around their eyes.

One blink and you’ll miss it.

50m Per second.

Wrapped within the curves of my Motorcycle.

I indicate.

[I look up]

The holes of the universe, Converse me to turn around and go home. The whispers in the wind creeps closer to my neck and finds its way to my back as i lean forward.

“Fields of grey, with silloutes that gradually fade in, as you see its just the matter of how long you’ve been in the dark.”

Another light passes by but on the other side.

Also 50m Per second.

I focus my vision towards my revs.

Not done yet.

I take a deep breathe in and out.

The lines dont matter to me anymore at this stage and at this time of night there’s hardly anyone on the road.

But if you just look a bit closer youll be able too-

[I shut my eyes] (i blink)

55.55 meters Per Second.

I forgot to shut my visor.