That word inspired me to adapt The Rifleman's Creed as such:
This is my drive train. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My drive train is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. My drive train, without me, is useless. Without my drive train, I am useless. I must shift my drive train true. I must shift more crisply than my enemy who is trying to outsprint me. I must pass him before he passes me. I will...
My drive train and myself know that what counts in this war is not the attacks we make, the noise of our burst, nor the smoke we make. We know that it is the podium that counts. We will win...
My drive train is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its derailleurs and its cables. I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage as I will ever guard my legs, my arms, my eyes and my heart against damage. I will keep my drive train clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will...
Before God, I swear this creed. My drive train and myself are the defenders of my team. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life. So be it, until victory is ours and there is no enemy, but peace!
Keep fighting the good fight, all.
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