Yesterday marked my first motorcycle ride of 2004. I got home from church and it was so beautiful outside, that I thought I'd try to crank Rhonda up and see about going for a ride. I honestly didn't expect her to crank up -- it had been so long since I'd ridden her, that I expected the battery to need some charging. Imagine my surprise when she turned over. No muss, no fuss. So while she was warming up, I went inside to get my riding gear and get suited up. It was a quick ride out to Summerfield and back, but it was enough to remind me how enjoyable it is to be out on the open road.
This morning marked my second ride of '04. I rode the bike to work today. It was cold. Even though I've been here for over an hour, my legs are still chilly from the short ride.
This morning marked my second ride of '04. I rode the bike to work today. It was cold. Even though I've been here for over an hour, my legs are still chilly from the short ride.
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Next time, wear pants.
Q.
If you don't make it that far south, you can fend off the lynch mob with your banjo.
I just know that I was adopted, while you have blood ties to mom and dad.
Although I certainly understand being shaken up after the accident. If you haven't already gone through the MSF experienced rider course, it might the cure for what ails you -- help get your "sea legs" back, as it were.