It’s the end of autumn and things are mostly back to normal.
Ahead of me, I hear the low rumble of my
boyfriend’s brand-new KTM 250 XCF-W winding
up to a howl, then the shiny orange machine rockets out of sight around a
sweeping uphill turn. He’s ridden maybe three times since coming back after a
season with a busted knee, and already my odds of keeping up with him have
decreased from 2:1 to…
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