There is a special time in the City, where the sun plays peek-a-boo with your eye, as the golden tides of scooters chaotically navigate under the economically-stimulated pollution, blanketing the city for the night. Focus. On the back tire, recapturing awareness from adrift in thought to a hand clutching the throttle. With every light, recenter your weight. Chin down, shoulders back, exhale as you accelerate, watch the back wheel--cut the angle! It's working...consumed with energy, thoughts become inputs, unaware of which machine is driving which, but fully in control. This, is Jiu Jitsu in practice.