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the closest I ever got to rage was a harley revving after an eardrum injury. Long term exactly perfectly wrong for my civilization. I drempt of being a warrior king with starnge mad max gadgets thousands of time smarter than my two wheeled enemy and letting the hatred fly back at themselves unto thier demise like a village people rock band costume on harley fairy tale.because they are that twisted just for attmepting it. It ought to be a ticket for terrorizing. little boy in a grown man, some call it pedophilia, the big bad biker syndrome. I stay nice and call it mentally challenged.
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