My oldest today came to claim his NV400. We did some minor adjustments and he thanked me then rode her away...
After thousand odd k's (see the blog entry) I had become strangely attached to this 20yo Japanese 400cc bike. Is'nt that weird! I had only taken her out one short run yesterday after I got the new tyre fitted to make sure all was fine and now suddenly I wished I had been riding her more in the 3 days since I got back from my trip.
You do need to consider that I have most of my life been a very staunch non-jappa rider and there was a time in my life I would rather have been walking then sitting on something made by the yellow man.
But somehow I felt that she was now part of me. We had a eventful few days that we shared and conquered with our pride intact.
Perhaps I am just getting mushy in my older days. But I asked him to treat her well as she is a very nice and reliable girl (and sadly there is a lack of them in my life...)
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