Romantic Expressions In Hebrew

The dead, in motion, on the streets more beautiful. In the bans?

This is the title of a full page of Corriere di Romagna today. It is not at all out of place. Three dead in two days on the streets most beautiful (and famous) our Apennines. Two on the way Muraglione , one of the Colla and Sambuca. Then there are the many wounded who were often recovered with the ambulance.
are not the "classic" (although painful) accidents on the streets of the sea, inversions or deficiencies precedence in the city ... this course continues, we have to all be "more alert", yes, but ... ... In this case will be seeking the facts, and really as now happens for many years, the spring of blood on the Apennine passes . High-speed, off the road, invasion lanes, crash into cars waiting at traffic lights in the yard for a landslide ... here is the responsibility of the behaviors some riders (and they often become the victims), not the drivers prevented or arrogant.
's understandable, because after months of winter there is a strong desire to drive . And even those who have never stopped the bike, clean, hot asphalt finally allows you to enjoy a nice rhythm. And then it all begins in spring.
Dozens, hundreds, thousands of users of the two wheels that can be found between Saturday and Sunday to walk the streets looking for the same fold, performance, rhythm . Some of the time. But I'm not
slopes. On the other hand there's trucks, campers, cars, cyclists e. .. other motorcyclists.
If you find oil on the asphalt on the track means a long slide in the street almost always means infacciarsi against another user (not guilty) of two or four wheels, or against a guard rail, a rock, a pole ... or fly down in a ravine.
Among these dozens, hundreds, thousands of users on two wheels, there is one big chunk that fastens the helmet but disconnects the brain. Yesterday
the police union has (rightly in my view) polemicized that, because of staffing cuts, the Traffic Police S. Sofia, often no longer even a patrol to check on is going down, the state of Muraglione . Someone, perhaps those with the horizontal plate and slick tires, gongolerà. I tremble.
I shudder because I love these streets. I will continue to travel and godermele running. But if you already
Claudia and I avoid Muraglione between May and July, to avoid the decerebration using that road as if it were their track I would not want that, just because of this tragedy continues to this arrogance and stupidity continued, combined with the lack of posts of police, public administrators to the choice for them more comfortable (before the citizens and not paying an electoral riders): ban motorcycles, all motorcycles, the massive wall today, then Paste the following day, and as they occupy the geeks other roads, all the most beautiful .
And if we continue like this, it will happen. We can be sure.