Went to Turners today to go see my little girl go under the hammer. We have got first dibs on it so we knew we would get it back but i still had to bit my tounge when fuckers were crawling all over it, touching it, poking it.
some bastard wheeled it along and whent to put it on its stand with only half stand down and almost dropd it. dick head.
I watched the price go up and up and up and then the final price came.
I thoug shit thats a lot higher that what i thought it would be. So when everyone left i asked the guy for an allen key to get my tank bag strap from under the seat. He gave it to me and i also asked for the key for it too.
Got the strap off and then after almost two months without seeing it. i started it up...........my heart just melted and almost had a small tear in the eye. I looked at the old man and said....."shes coming home with us dad"
I didnt even need to say it to him. He knew.
ive never had a bike that ive been so attached to.
i cant wait to get her home and get her repaired and back on the road.
cant wait to get her back on the road
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