The Ride Report

I stumbled across a picture of the first motorcycle I ever owned tonight and it was like finding a picture of the first girl who let you touch her boobies. You remember the thrill and excitement of the moment, but you’re also struck by “Wow, she’s not as hot as I remembered. I guess it didn’t take much then, did it?”

Here’s my first love, a Suzuki GS 450L:

She doesn’t look like much now, looking back on her after almost 30 years and countless, uh, “partners” since we had our little fling, but she sure did it for me then.

Good times, good times…