Since there was a Waffle House next door to our motel there really was no question about where we were going to eat breakfast this morning. The big surprise was what Mark ordered this morning, T-Bone steak and eggs. Mark was just basking in the glory of it all. 1,500 miles from home, riding a motorcycle, and eating T-bone steak at a Waffle House for breakfast. It was at this exact moment in time that Marks life became complete.
Ride With Tank
Never trade the thrills of living for the security of existence
