The weather was fabulous and I left early and rode around rather than report to the store early.
As I dismounted and was removing my helmet, & gear, a pick up truck pulled up right behind me.
The driver rolled his window down , and the truck full of people all leaned over and craned their necks to get a glimpse of my bike.
Then the driver excitedly said (loudly) "..Now THAT'S a bike ! - %$#* those Harleys ! "
I responded with "Thanks --It's a1983."
He shouted back ..."Oh, I KNOW what it is... I used to have one." Then turning to the curious folks inside the truck "Mine was red and these are awesome!"
He was really truly excited to see one still on the road. I casually mentioned "It has about 30,00 miles on it and it is a resurrection I am doing right now. I found it and have been refurbishing it for about a year now"
He looked at the bike longingly and said sadly..." ..never sell it..."

And he pulled away...
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