Beneath a crescent moon, a motorcycle drifts through the heavens above a peaceful field of wildflowers. A tribute to the riders who have taken their final earthly journey but whose spirits forever roam the open road. The engines may have gone quiet, but the memories and freedom live on. Some souls were simply born to ride forever.
Beneath a crescent moon, a motorcycle drifts through the heavens above a peaceful field of wildflowers. A tribute to the riders who have taken their final earthly journey but whose spirits forever roam the open road. The engines may have gone quiet, but the memories and freedom live on. Some souls were simply born to ride forever.