This is not the morbid place you might expect it to be. The word "Cemetery" has a long history. To the ancient Greeks it meant "sleeping place" - a more modern definition states it to be "an area set apart for or containing graves, tombs or funeral urns, especially one that is not a churchyard" As far as we are concerned, this is a place to come to when you wish to remember friends as they were. Somewhere you can reminisce about all the good times, and even some of the not so good ones, but above all, it's somewhere you can come and maybe, just for a while, you can sit and enjoy the company of departed friends. Considering the risks some of us take due to being motorcyclists, it's quite surprising that this cemetery wasn't created long ago, and in a twist of fate, it wasn't a motorcycling accident that bought about its creation. Sadly, someone had to be the first one in here, and that honour goes to Bucka.
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