Texan
Rollie Reincarnated
My brother in law is one of those mindless cruiser lovers. He seems content to limp along at 55 on a Suzuki M50. Today at the family Easter gathering, I thought I might tempt him to the fun-side of biking with a spin on my FJR.
So, he spun off to have his fun and returned only 10 minutes later. "Pretty fast, isn't it?" I asked. "Handles like a dream, too, huh?" He muttered something like "yea, but it sure is heavy." I was talking to my father at the time so the brother-in-law tossed me the keys and walked on by.
A few minutes later he said "hey, come here, I have to tell you something." "I dropped it. It's heavier than I though and it just went over on it's side."
Thankfully, the scratches were very minor - almost unnoticeable and I've already broken out the touch-up paint to fix it.
I don't think I'm going to let him ride my new ZX-14.
So, he spun off to have his fun and returned only 10 minutes later. "Pretty fast, isn't it?" I asked. "Handles like a dream, too, huh?" He muttered something like "yea, but it sure is heavy." I was talking to my father at the time so the brother-in-law tossed me the keys and walked on by.
A few minutes later he said "hey, come here, I have to tell you something." "I dropped it. It's heavier than I though and it just went over on it's side."
Thankfully, the scratches were very minor - almost unnoticeable and I've already broken out the touch-up paint to fix it.
I don't think I'm going to let him ride my new ZX-14.