Fat Boy. 1/29/2007
A while ago, my buddy Michael Ooi asked me to post a picture of one of the bikes that I have. After a little digging around today in my stuff, I found a picture which I took in 1999. It was early in the morning, and I had ridden out to clear my mind, and get some riding in. The bike is a 1994 FLSTF, and is living on an island quite a distance away, across the sea.
I like this machine, although I am not overly fond of her. I tend to get my kicks pushing machines to the edge of their performance envelopes, a habit I developed when I was a very young rider. Although these days, I tend to be very reserved in my riding. I no longer have the urge to wind the throttle open, “just to see what she can do.” I tend to value my life a little more these days.
I still have no idea why she’s in the collection, other than the fact that it seemed to be a good idea at the time. She isn’t fast, or quick, and doesn’t even handle particularly well. But I can tell you this much, the sound she makes, and her looks, makes heads turn every time.
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- Author : thesnark
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Thank God! I thought you had been kidnapped! Now what am I to do with all this ransom money?
Welcome back. Luck with whatever your devils are.
Thanks Chewy. You may donate the ransom money to the S.P.C.A. Or buy me a 1098.
**Grin** I will try. As a favor, If you are so inclined, can you email me the name of your island, so I can be properly jealous, as I live in cold Minnesota? I have only been folowwing for about 6 months now.
Thanks.
Chewy : You can find the island at these co-ordinates 5°18′4.03″N 115°14′58.55″E .
O.O Ain’t that an Airfield?
Viceice : Closest I could get to it. I don’t have Google Earth on this laptop. And it isn’t far wrong, because the bike is stored near the airport.
I shouldn’t have done that. If I lived there, I think I could put up with a few demons of my own,, not counting a girl Friday.
The temp this weekend here, is supposed to get down to 11 below F.
I have to go cry now.