Will I ever ride again? Winter has really sunk its teeth in - better late than never. It pains me to see my hibernating motorcycle, her cover piled high with white, as I chip off a half inch thick layer of ice from my windshield. Do people know how lucky they are in places like California with year round riding? It may be time to move back to the west coast! All jokes aside, I am quite jealous, if it wasn’t obvious already.
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