Well, I finally did it. I'd been feeling pangs of guilt lately that I hadn't been giving her the attention she deserved. She has endured the neglect in stoic silence, so my conscience finally motivated me to set her free to find another who will love her in the way she deserves. Ever since the Busa came into my life nearly 2 years ago, my poor Z-Rex has been patiently calling my name in the hopes for an occasional ride. Those rides had become almost non-existant, as any time I've been able to get free for a ride I'm choosing the flame that burns brightest in my heart... My beloved '03 anniversary edition.
I'm glad bikes don't have feelings because she'd sure think I was a scumbag for the way I unceremoniously dumped her for "the other woman." I used to care for her, bring her home new mods for no reason, whisper sweet nothings into those K&N pod filters as I shined her after a ride, but how quickly things changed. We would go for cool, crisp rides early in the morning, or sweat together in the heat of the afternoon. We even went on a relaxing sunset ride on the beach at Daytona once. I thought nothing could destroy what we had. I thought that until my first ride on a Hayabusa.
I'll miss her, and I'll always have the great memories, but don't expect her parking space to stay vacant for long. I've never been able to commit to just one woman... as far as bikes are concerned anyway.
Here's to the memories...
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I'm glad bikes don't have feelings because she'd sure think I was a scumbag for the way I unceremoniously dumped her for "the other woman." I used to care for her, bring her home new mods for no reason, whisper sweet nothings into those K&N pod filters as I shined her after a ride, but how quickly things changed. We would go for cool, crisp rides early in the morning, or sweat together in the heat of the afternoon. We even went on a relaxing sunset ride on the beach at Daytona once. I thought nothing could destroy what we had. I thought that until my first ride on a Hayabusa.
I'll miss her, and I'll always have the great memories, but don't expect her parking space to stay vacant for long. I've never been able to commit to just one woman... as far as bikes are concerned anyway.
Here's to the memories...
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