Renegade

She was a woman who refused to be confined by expectations or limitations.

She lived life on her own terms, fueled by adrenaline, the exhilaration of defying gravity – but most all the freedom.

The wind whipped past her face, blurring the desert landscape into a kaleidoscope of sand and sky. She leaned into the curve, her motorcycle hugging the road, her knee contacting the asphalt.

She wasn’t thinking about limits. She was thinking about possibility.

Adrenaline coursed through her veins, mingling with the scent of dust, leather and gasoline. A fragrance wild, untamed, and unapologetically free.

She pushed the throttle, the engine responding with a guttural growl.

The world outside her helmet melted away, leaving only the open road and the power to be exactly who she wanted to be.

She is as spontaneous and free as a Renegade.