It seems that lately the motorcycle has been spending more time in the garage than it has on the road. First it was wiped out in a "hit and run" accident. After months of rebuilding and heeling on my part, it was ready to roll. It only took a few short weeks to have someone reverse over it in a parking spot. Some have told me that the bike carries a curse and that I should part ways with her, but after twelve years I'm a bit attached. So as she sits awaiting the parts and attention she so badly deserves, I've been making some pictures in the garage.
