ripinanroarin
Well-Known Member
I was polishing my Max this morning out on the street in front of the house. A lady stops her car, gets out and walks over to me. She tells me she had been looking for a Nice Max for a while, ...and really likes my flashy red bike. " would you consider selling it? she asks. She says mine fits her so well. "I had made lowering plates for it earlier because I found the bike to high. Well it fits her perfectly to! She said when she gets back to her home town, she's going to her bank to see if she can get the loan.
You know......you finally get the bike painted and all the bugs worked out.......your really enjoying it.......and some one comes with a fist full of money....egads!!
This was totally out of the blue. Although, this kind of thing happend when i was into Harleys. I would nicely get 1 done ,and some one would show up and say..."is this bike for sale???
I hate this when this happens. Please dont ask me what I am going to do.....because I dont know either.:confused2:
You know......you finally get the bike painted and all the bugs worked out.......your really enjoying it.......and some one comes with a fist full of money....egads!!
This was totally out of the blue. Although, this kind of thing happend when i was into Harleys. I would nicely get 1 done ,and some one would show up and say..."is this bike for sale???
I hate this when this happens. Please dont ask me what I am going to do.....because I dont know either.:confused2:
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