Friday, June 7, 2013

Goodbye Susie, Before You Kill Me


The 800cc  Suzuki cruiser motorcycle had to go.  I made the decision when, after being out on a ride for way too long, I stiffened up and scared myself.  I had my fun and made my point.
I was no longer “one with the machine”.  I was not in control.  I posted it on Craigslist as soon as I made it home.
The gentleman who answered the ad was named Raj.  He told me he wanted to buy my motorcycle because he was “born to be wild.”  I liked Raj.
After some negotiation, we settled on a price and drove to the title agency to change ownership.  His wife would follow him home in the car.
“ First, I must get my safety gear from the trunk of the car,” he told me.  “You know, a helmet is like a wife, you need her, but don’t necessarily  like her.”
Happy trails Raj.  You are a funny man.

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