Let Us PRAY The motorcycle is my shepherd; I shall not want. It maketh me burnout on black pavements; It leadeth me beside busy freeways; It restoreth my soul; It leads me in the path of quickness for its names sake. Though I walk through the valley of rice, I shall fear no turbo, for Torque art with me; Thy clutch and thy throttle they comfort me. Thou preparest a Track for me in the presense of mine enemies; Thou hast anointed my engine with oil; My bike overpowers. Surely traction and victory shall follow me, All the days of my life, And I shall dwell in the house of the CC's, Forever. Amen (I didn't mean to offend anyone with this, just having a laugh.)