I love motorcycles. I have 3. When I ride I feel free and my mind forgets about all the shit thats happened in my life. I am taking my wifes ashes to be burried out in West Virginia on her land she owned there. Her dad was burried there 2 years ago as well. Anyway. I am going to ride a motorcyle out there. I wanted a newer motorcycle so I wouldnt have to worry about getting parts in case something goes wrong. I bought a 2005 Suzuki Bandit 1200S last week. It sucks that my knee is messed up still cause it makes it a royal pain in the ass to ride but oh well thats what the vicodin are for. I love this cycle. Very fast. It runs about dead even with my Yamaha XS1100 drag bike in the 1/8. after that it smokes it. I rode 400 miles last Saturday down to
Tennessee and averaged 45 mpg at an avg speed of 80 mph plus alot of full power takeoffs out in the sticks playing. I love this bike. I am going to go cross country on it in August. First to West Virginia then to Wisconsin and from there on the Washington. I will come back and hit Arizona and New Mexico for sure. I have relatives in those areas that I havent seen for years and I feel I need to now that they are getting old. I dont want them to die as well and me not even to have seen them in the last 15 yrs+. It oughta be alot of fun and alot of fatigue. Going easy rider style got new saddlebags put on already getting a tank bag. Got a foldup tent to sleep on the side of the road and goto the Truck stops for showers. My psychiatrist said it would be great for me to get the hell out of my house for a while as I am getting tired of looking at the spot my wife died.