* * * * *The longest stretch I've ever endured without a motorcycle was about 4 months. After 2 months I was starting to get pretty grumpy. By 3 months I was losing my desire to live. And around 4 months Heidi demanded that I go buy one or she was done. Heidi's a champ like that.
Anyway. My new (to me) 93 HD FXR is finally off the lift and ready to roll. Ready enough, anyway... still a lot more to come. Watch for more over on the Bolts chunk of interspace.
I should be able to focus on the rest of life a little better now that I've finally got my scene back in check... I'm back, bitches.
Sorry for the absence.
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