Gidday Kendog.
That's not your CBR that parks down by Family Court is it? I'm up at the library - my bike lives on Aitken Street motorcycle park during the day.
If so, I've checked it out a few times on my way to the Family Court for my monthly exercise in futility
Welcome to KB. Hope to see you on the road sometime.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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