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Seems like more of a hassle as a motorcycle with 3 wheels than something like a trike or Can-Am. I hadn't thought of rodent avoidance at speed, or road debris in general. That is a huge negative in my book. However, it probably blows through gravel fairly well. Hard to say for sure, but I think I hate it. Would need to ride one to be sure, and even then I am prone to flights of indecision.

Actually written by Trent Reznor. Johnny covered it.

Awe, man... I do NOT need another Duc.

Ben can have it all. Our emire of derp. We have let him down. Even after the re-cert.

I think you should trailer the Connie.

I washed the Whale today. Before Jim starts to squeal. I focus on my shame. The only thing that's real.

Ok. Cool story. Thanks for posting.

If money was not so hard to come by...

This whole post wreaks of chemtrails.

Sucks, Jim. At least you got to not ride your bike all day. Also noteworthy is the Riverside in Powhatan Point is out of business.

I didn't snap a pic, but the Riverview Restaurant in Fly (bottom of 800/7) has the most amazing hot dogs and fresh-cut fries. I will be doing this again.

Took Spock for a ride.

Mine quadrupled. I noticed.

Riders Insurance can eat a fucking bag of cocks. They classified the Multistrada (95hp at the crank) as a hypersport and took my premium to over $800. I fucking dropped them faster than your mom's panties.

I have Geico. Had them for the last decade, minus that stint I did with Riders Insurance... who absolutely suck, btw. I have no complaints.

FZ6. I am not dumb enough to be tricked into riding a two-wheeled barge on a 5-day mountain trip.

You're right. That is a dick move. It must have been a runner.

It was the cyclist or the runner.

I am down to RTE. I have a fat man mobile, now.

Rode to lunch. Gonna make a beer run. Nothing to do today but enjoy not fixing broken shit. Oh, I mean now that I fixed the neighbor's mower. For the rest of today... nothing to fix but the state of my mind.

Fantastic.

I am going to have scratch-made bisquits and sausage gravy for dinner. GLWS.

I watched the trailer.

Five families. One language.