Originally posted by AWMac
Then I got married
Mac
Sorry, gotta gloat a bit here.
When I met my wife, some 30 years ago, I was riding a '73 Triumph T100R.
Electrical probs, oil leaks and finaly the main bearing went, it was a sad day when I sold it.
I bought a few ricers after that, got a Yamaha RD350, Kawasaki 350 triple, Kawasaki 750 Triple, Yamaha XJ900. I damn near killed myself in ''84 on that 900, spent a week in the hospital and at that time the wife said 'No More'!
Then in December of '05 I bought a used Suzy Volusia from my BIL against her wishes, boy was she PO'd. So much so that I decided to sell it last December just to make peace at home.
Fast forward March of this year, the wife tosses some realy bad polaroids of a used '01 Fatboy into my lap and says, "Go check it out, if you want it it's yours'!
Out of the blue she decided to give me a birthday present a few months early, been riding and getting bugs in my teeth ever since. Yesterday I hit a bee and got stung at the point where the top of my ear meets my head.
Did an emergency stop off the side of the road, ripped off my 1/2 helmet and found the bee inside. Tossed it to the ground and continued on to work.
When I got there I told the wife, we work together, about the sting and the bit of pain I was in and she says 'Well, I guess you should sell that bike'. All I did was laugh at her and then told her that I was taking half the day off to take a ride since the weather was so nice.
I don't think she'll be mentioning selling my bike in the near, or far, future. I used that half day off to shop for some leather riding gear for her, now I gotta figure out how to tell her that she's going to join me on an Iron Butt ride next weekend.
Ahhhh, life is good!