My bike is done. Waiting for the phone call to go pick it up. Man, I can’t hardly hold a thought in my head. All I can think about is riding her again.
My bike is done. Waiting for the phone call to go pick it up. Man, I can’t hardly hold a thought in my head. All I can think about is riding her again.
Woooo-hooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I often go out and sit on mine, dreaming of when it warms up enough to start riding again.
Spring is almost here (sigh).