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Ok guys, I got one for you....
When I was about 13-14 years old I bought my first motorcycle, a Kawasaki 125 street bike. This was the bike I learned to ride on, learned to work on, and I rode the heck out of that bike as a teen. I stored that bike and another fixer upper 1986 Kawasaki 750LTD at my parents house, until I moved out of the area as an adult. During that time my folks needed the space, I did not have the means to work on them or the space, and other reasons, so I gave both of them to my parents to sell. Parents sold them, and the years have passed on.
Flash forward to last night by parents got home from work, and my little Kawasaki 125 was sitting right there in their driveway completely restored. The bike was sold around a decade ago and it was in really rough shape.... and now out of nowhere its sitting there like brand new! No one knows why or how, but I am just completely flabbergasted. Its like a piece of my childhood has been brought back. It is so strange that someone would just do that and now I have to track down the person who did it, but I am astonished. I really cannot believe it.
When I was about 13-14 years old I bought my first motorcycle, a Kawasaki 125 street bike. This was the bike I learned to ride on, learned to work on, and I rode the heck out of that bike as a teen. I stored that bike and another fixer upper 1986 Kawasaki 750LTD at my parents house, until I moved out of the area as an adult. During that time my folks needed the space, I did not have the means to work on them or the space, and other reasons, so I gave both of them to my parents to sell. Parents sold them, and the years have passed on.
Flash forward to last night by parents got home from work, and my little Kawasaki 125 was sitting right there in their driveway completely restored. The bike was sold around a decade ago and it was in really rough shape.... and now out of nowhere its sitting there like brand new! No one knows why or how, but I am just completely flabbergasted. Its like a piece of my childhood has been brought back. It is so strange that someone would just do that and now I have to track down the person who did it, but I am astonished. I really cannot believe it.
Seriously though, contrary to popular belief, I do love my beer. But seldom drink in excess while working in the shop. To many things in there that can rip my hands off or worse in there.