Is it really how much you paid? Is it really how fast you get up to what top speed?
Is it really about the paint job or width of the rear tire?
I love my bike... I, love, my bike.
I've got sweat and blood, and tears of joy wrapped up in the relationship I have with Marla. I've touched every single part of that bike, inside and out.
Can the majority of guys on the cookie cutters say that? maybe...
It's not dollars on my credit card, it's not a symbol of my wealth or how cool I am.
It's just the love I have for that old girl.
....I don't know if any of this makes sense to anyone else, I just thought it had to be said.
this comes from a conversation with a friend who owns a 25th anniversary gsxr750