There’s a moment—right before you turn the key—when the world goes still.
No words. No distractions. Just skin, machine, and direction.
You don’t need to raise your voice when you’re fully in control.
You don’t need to explain, justify, or ask for permission.
The bike doesn’t ask why. It only asks where.
And you know. You feel it. You choose it.
I don’t ride to escape.
I ride to remind myself I can always take a different road.
And if the landscape changes… I keep going.
Some call it running away. I call it vision.
Because there’s a kind of beauty that doesn’t scream.
A kind of strength that doesn’t need to be understood.
A kind of freedom that never asks for approval.
This isn’t a race.
It’s presence. It’s style. It’s direction.
And sometimes, only a Ducati knows how to make you feel this way.
Silvia ✌️
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