Almost daily I'm awoken by a guy in my girls neighborhood speeding off to work on some sort of Ducati and although it's a very pleasant alarm occasionally it makes me miss Sophie my old 750M. The first picture is how I found her stuffed under a tarp in Santa Monica, the last two is how she left me. My friend Paul has her now so I get a visit now and again, but I sure miss that Duc sound.
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1 comment:
Mmmmm..... dry clutch love.
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