I'm not working overtime to be your favorite artist, but I'm spending free time to be the smartest. I press my lips against the softest tissue to dissolve the hardest, and reach down in dumps because I don't believe in garbage. I don't believe in average. I don't believe in cowards. I don't mind slapping superegos with superpowers. I don't mind kicking knees inside very large trousers, and I open plenty of windows on all internet browsers.
(Fresh air slows down PC people)
I motorbike hiked fists in the sky because I know you see these people, plus popping wheelies helps to free these people... figuratively. So the day I stop showing off is the day I've fallen off... literally.
Still, I'm not worried about the street hurting me or traffic running over me, it's standing still for eternity that really won't work for me. I've got places to go (usually in a hurry) and these opportunities are available for a limited time only...