As the precipitation of rain rushes from the mountain tops to the river basins, it experiences endless changes along the way. It changes earth by combative moves. This can well resemble our youth when we were trying and experiencing everything regardless of thinking. And then we come to an era of tranquility where every speech, movement made and decision taken are smoother. Just like water flowing and making meanders. Tranquil but determined. Riding is a similar thing. At the beginning of your motorcycle life you feel immortal until kissing pavement, hopefully with a gentle touch. As the time passes by, smoothness comes into your ride to keep you upright all along the way.