A few too many at poker last week got me into commitment with my HD buddies to actually take a trip on my softail. I have been told in no uncertain terms that the GS stays home They know the GS is a babe magnet, and are obviously jealous.
We're going to the hills of "By-God" West Virginia. My softail runs great, but has no wind protection, a skinny front tire, and breaks that you have to apply a county ahead of the one you intend to stop in. Somebody shoot me.
-At least my final drive won't fail.