I have a confession to make. I've got my truck and trailer loaded up and I'm leaving at 8am tomorrow morning to go pick up my new bike. Why is this a confession?!? Well, it's not a Busa.
After not being able to find anything that would satisfy my standards locally I started to widen my options on bikes. Sat on one last Friday and fell in love with it. After test riding it I knew I had to have one. I was lucky enough that I found one a couple hours away from home from a gentleman that wasn't having any luck selling it. I shot him an offer and to my surprise he accepted it.
Can anyone guess what I'm coming home with?
After not being able to find anything that would satisfy my standards locally I started to widen my options on bikes. Sat on one last Friday and fell in love with it. After test riding it I knew I had to have one. I was lucky enough that I found one a couple hours away from home from a gentleman that wasn't having any luck selling it. I shot him an offer and to my surprise he accepted it. Can anyone guess what I'm coming home with?




