Took a nice lil ride the other day with a couple buddies. It was a great day. Knees in the breeze, sunshine on our backs, and only one breakdown! Coming off the highway, rolling off the throttle and that's it. Its dead as fuck. No spark, no nuthin'. All because of a damn near brand new battery took a shit. So Rick lets me roll to my house to pick up my truck on his bike. After me buggin' the shit out of them all day for the windshields and everything, here I am having to borrow his damn bike! Now they both start razzin' me about after riding this bike I'll be ordering me up a new bike.
Nah I couldn't do that. I love my old shitty iron.