This is a true story.
I woke up yesterday, thinking what a glorious day it was, be really neat if I could go for a ride, and Mrs FS says, "Hey - it's a nice day, let's go for a ride on your bike, and get some breakfast".![]()
So eventually, we got out of bed, and had a lovely omelette and a flat white, and headed off to the local CashConvertors to see if they had some leather pants for Mrs FS, as the ones I bought her on TradeMe were too tight. Some $49 later, we were properly equipped, climbed on the FahrtSturm, and off we went to visit a mate at Muriwai. What a beautiful day! And how nice it was that Mrs FS wasn't sliding around all over the seat, and that I wasn't getting my nads crushed against the tank.
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I took it easy, as it was only our third ride together on the 'Sturm, and I didn't want to upset Mrs FS. She loved it, and has even agreed in principle to buying a more suitable bike for two-up travel ! (She didn't buy the "You could get a MiniStorm for yourself" idea though....) Apart from a couple of blasts (including overtaking about 6 cars at once), I didn't break any speed limits, and the only thing that Mrs FS commented on was the corners near home, where I cranked it over a bit, because I could. As you do. She didn't notice the short section of gentle monowheeling up the hill in first gear....
By the way - I nodded (didn't want to take my hands off the bars) at every biker I saw, and almost all of them didn't wave or nod back. Didn't help that almost all of them were riding American 2-wheelers, apart from a couple on Ducatis. The only one I got a definite wave from was the pillion on an HD that passed us (momentarily unsettled me, because I didn't see it in my mirrors). Mrs FS wondered why I was nodding, and when I told her she asked if she should have been doing waving duty for me.![]()
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