Rokon Fever. It’s real, it’s here, and it’s spreading like wildfire. If you wake up and the first thing you think of is a Rokong two-wheel-drive motorcycle, you’ve probably got the bug. If you lose motor control of your fingers, and they repeatedly take you to www.MidnightRokon.com, you are probably infected. When you sit down for dinner and forget to eat because you are daydreaming of riding a Rokon, you’ve got Rokon Fever.
The thing about Rokon fever is it’s hard to shake. It can grow so strong and then go into remission for weeks or months. But sooner or later, it comes back even stronger than before. You’ll catch yourself saying “if I had a Rokon I could do this” or “if I had a Rokon I could go there” or “if I had a Rokon I could experience that”. It becomes consuming, almost overwhelming.
Scrolling through pictures is fine, but it’s just not the same thing. When you’ve got Rokon fever you need to feel the rumble under your seat, the wind in your face, and the entire mountain below you. Many people have tried to cure Rokon Fever with natural causes such as hiking, spending time with friends and family, or borrowing their friend’s bike. Eventually, those who wait long enough find their hair falling out, their belly fat expanding, and an older-looking face staring at them in the mirror. Of course, these are things from the natural aging process, and it’s still going to happen. But wouldn’t it be better to have it happen, while riding a Rokon?
