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fcchavez
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On a warm fall day down in the sunshine state my bros and I decided to go for a little scoot. So we jumped on our bikes and headed for some hills and twisties wwest of orlando on old 50 then toward old 441. The bikes were running fine, weather was great, cool breeze across the top of my face, couldn't ask for a better time. As the day drew on we were finishing up our loop and headed toward 50 to get some grub and a couple o' cool ones. As we were riding side by side three rows deep a car full of delightful ladies pulled along side of us and were admirng our bikes and in true biker fashion we started to show off. Dropping gears pulling whole shots that type of thing. I was at the back of the pack and i was getting close to the car full of delight, talking, showing off . As my bros pulled away to our final destination, i went to grab some gears. Nothing. Hooked my foot and pulled up again still nothing. I looked down and my shifter fell off. At some point during my horsing around my damn shifter fell off! Needles to say two hours later and a lot of not nice words from my bos i found my shifter. If your gonna show off make sure everythings tight!!
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