Bill Lumberg
Merica
First Gear.. In shame from being forced to ride bitch on my B-ride, a flat twin airhead, my fairly recently acquired First Gear mesh jacket wriggled free from its Rok strap soon after I achieved ramming speed on the interstate. Leaping to its demise in an obviously pre planned act of drama, it at least departed without causing a fiery crash on my or anyone else's part. When it's hot, I don't wear much. But when it's merely tepid, I've grown find of wearing the sturdy mesh. Warmer than nothing, cooler than any jacket. It was just the thing for all the cool mornings in north Georgia, though it rarely saw service in the hot afternoons. Acquired new off Craigslist at a steal, I don't so much lament the lost $40 as I do the $169 I spent the second I got home (moments ago) on a new one from revzilla. Farewell my holey friend. I miss my saddlebags. Hell, I miss my whole fjr.