Every trip on the road is like a date. I look forward to this moment, like a meeting with a person who can give emotions stronger than any kiss. The wind tickles my skin, my heart beats faster, and the engine under me sounds as if it is playing our common song.

For some, I am a daring girl who breaks the usual rules. For others, I am a girl who knows how to keep balance not only on the road, but also in life. And for the bravest, I become a muse: after all, a woman on a bike is a mixture of strength and tenderness, speed and passion.

Men are sometimes jealous of my bike. And I understand them: a motorcycle can take me completely. But I believe - a real man will not compete with iron. He will sit next to me, share my passion and understand: a motorcycle is not a toy, but a part of the soul✨

Love for motorcycles is not about speed. It is about freedom, trust and the feeling that you have wings. And maybe that is why I love men who also feel this drive. After all, together on the road you can build the fastest and most beautiful love story ❤️