I finally decided the old kidney buster should go to someone who will build her back up, and ride her proper. She wasn’t doing me any good in my back yard, deteriorating. I offered it to one of my best friends, with hesitation, but when he showed up with a trailer, I knew it was for the best. After seven years of busted knuckles, sweat, and blood, mixed with ridiculous grins, second takes, and a sense of accomplishment, it was time to finally say goodbye.

See you around, Suzie.

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