I just got done putting a set of saddlebags on the Sporty, and I was out putting around town, and a white Lincoln turned left right in front of me, as I was crackin' er open in 2nd gear. Got it going sideways trying to avoid a disaster, but stayed up. Out and out attempted vehicular assault.
Dumflops have no traction, even if they are brand new and say Harley on them.
I am happy to be alive. Barhopping on a scooter can be hazardous in a college town..........

Now that's something to bitch about.

 

Whats wrong: I'm out of Brandy
What I did about it: Turn of computer and go to bed....

 

I've got nothing to complain about..I was born into a wealthy, loving family that always provided me with everything I wanted and needed.
Dad sent me to the finest college in the country and financed my first business that became very successful.
I married a beautiful gal that gave me 5 very bright kids who themselves became very successful.
I live in a large house with a pool, by a lake with a boat in the dock............then I woke up and faced reality.

 

Some people would complain if they were hung with a new rope.

 

Somehow, I missed the period where it stopped.

 

I tried that. It didn't work.