I turned my attention to the GSPD. My smile was from ear to ear. Pulled the big PD out. Fired it up and I was off and riding. It was like a magic carpet ride, that bike was over the top. People stared, what the hell is that. I didn't care,I knew what it was. It was nirvana, perfection on two wheels. I felt like the king of the world. It was everything the big H/D wasn't and never could be. The Harley was a good beer, the BMW was fine wine. I preferred the fine wine, it was an easy call. So when I saw that guy on the PD, the memories came rushing back.