Kirkus51
Hooligan
So I'm hitting the ZZZs after getting to bed at 05 dark thirty in the morning. I hear the answering machine spinningup and it's my cuz with the Victory. He asked if I wanted to go for a ride, I roll over, grab the phone and tell him I',m in. So we hook up in the afternoon and it's eighty freakin degrees outside. Head out and hit the road by Rocky Flats. At the last light for about five miles he leans over and sez "I hope you can keep up", the light turns green and he takes off. I gotta tell tell you I had a hard time keeping him in sight. That Victory of his shits and gets. He's got it chipped to match the pipes and it goes in a straight line like a bat outta hell. his VIctory ain't a canyon carver, but it do run strong.
Anyway at a biker bar (oddly pretty nice) in Golden we discuss his career options and it was all in all a very nice day. 2 Triumphs, mine and a speedmaster, one Victory and about a hundred Harleys. Guess which bike got the looks.
A nice ride home, a nice steak dinner, then I went to the ATM with the top down on my Cabrio, John Cougar's Valley of the Thundering Heart blasting away. All in all a very satisfying day.:cheer:
Anyway at a biker bar (oddly pretty nice) in Golden we discuss his career options and it was all in all a very nice day. 2 Triumphs, mine and a speedmaster, one Victory and about a hundred Harleys. Guess which bike got the looks.
A nice ride home, a nice steak dinner, then I went to the ATM with the top down on my Cabrio, John Cougar's Valley of the Thundering Heart blasting away. All in all a very satisfying day.:cheer:
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