Twenty times at least I’ve told the story:
“I’d still be riding my ’84 Virago today but while buying oil for it recently I spotted a newer model about 10 feet away from where I was standing. I sat on the ‘94 and told the dealer to wrap it up.”
I really like my new bike (we’ve gone through the bonding process successfully), but don’t get me talking about the old one.
It was a beaut.
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