HuskyRider
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I was just thinking that in over 45-years of trying to kill myself racing dirt and track why the hell is god torturing me keeping me alive?
The track was never a threat but the weekend racing in the hills with the homies had serious consequences (one loss a week normally).
So here I am a old man (65) and all my riding buddies are gone and I'm still alive with no one to ride with. My wife wants me to get rid
of the sport bike but I'm thinking I might as well be dead without seeing the the upper triple digits. God I hate getting old!
Anyway I'm buying a new FJR Wednesday to add to stable..More bikes the better!
The track was never a threat but the weekend racing in the hills with the homies had serious consequences (one loss a week normally).
So here I am a old man (65) and all my riding buddies are gone and I'm still alive with no one to ride with. My wife wants me to get rid
of the sport bike but I'm thinking I might as well be dead without seeing the the upper triple digits. God I hate getting old!
Anyway I'm buying a new FJR Wednesday to add to stable..More bikes the better!
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