Selling Baby Blue today to fund the motorcycle trip.
I estimated wrong, and I get paid the Friday after I get back, not the Friday during my trip.
And I've borrowed enough money from my family recently (for my camera).
Oh well. I can always build another one. This time it won't be blue.
So, in the end, I've loved you both long & hard.
We've seen trouble. We've seen grace.
We've eaten shit in the rain, and we've passed smarty-pants hipster riders like they were standing still.
We've impressed ladies, we've made bike perverts drool.
Even a couple I SAW Us in the Mercury can be attributed to our awesomeness.
I'll miss you, lady.
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