No, that is not my bike. This one belongs to
one of my grandsons. I had two bikes at the
time and the fastest one a Suzuki Bandit 1200
that was hopped up. So, the grandson bought
this one, about half the engine size, but the same
brand.
He got it cheap. That is because it needed work.
Guess who got to work on it - grandpa.
So, two different times grandpa had to take the
engine out of the motorcycle, split it in two and
make a repair of some type or other.
The grandson did paint it. He even painted my
name on the back end of it. I am not sure if that
was an honor, or blaming it on me.
But then. Why did God make grandparents.
To help grandkids of course.
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