Description
Painter of the open road edition®
It starts as a few drops in the silence of the early evening air as she pulls the bike to a stop. The rain feels cool and refreshing after a long days ride and she can feel the heat on her skin slowly evaporating as the sound intensifies to a soft rush. Water droplets bounce harmlessly off of the tank while quietly hissing on the hot exhaust pipes. Like the rain falling freely from the sky the journey is endless and the open road always beckons for the rider.
