That is SUCH a familiar sight to me.
Glad you got him finally sorted.
Now next time you bring him down to Welly he can join Tim over at the BMX track....
that oughta be a hoot.
Actually it would probably involve the dads falling off on the woop-de-doos if its anything like normal...
Good to see.
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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