…..I was out checking out the bike and decided to go for a short ride around the neighborhood, just to see if it was running right.

Well, you know how things go.....
…..so, by the time I got to the other side of Wickenburg, I was 25 years old again.

160 miles later, I am back home.
Ain't life grand?

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Wow! It sure is, uh, yellow.

I just rode 110 miles today with a couple friends, just to go nowhere Great times

I recently found a 1975 Honda Trail 90 with 247 miles at a garage sale. I felt young again.

I pointed it down a dog mushing trail on the backside of our hill...9 miles and 3 hours later I no longer felt young.

ow ow ow ow all the way to bed.

What is it? Whatever she is, she is way cool!

I'm ridiculously jealous. I really need another bike. One of these days....

I envy you. Truly.

I've never been allowed to get the bike of my wet dreams for fear that no one would hire a drummer with a broken limb.

I never rode a Firebolt, I don't care for the racebike type seating.

I bought this last July and rode down to Deal's Gap a few months later.

I laid one of them down once........More like looped it but either way. It actually held together quite nicely. A lot better than that plastic gsxr.

quote Originally posted by 87antuzzi: I laid one of them down once........More like looped it but either way. It actually held together quite nicely. A lot better than that plastic gsxr.

Hey Kris, is there anything you haven't crashed? lol

Doug