I became A Lil ridder shy
Well after
Driving(Moving) from Dallas to fresno(Clovis) Ca. had my cb 650 and stuff packed around ,went to Moms pulled out the bike and headed straight for my best friends house.30 min.They changed the road put in A ^%$%@# medium with no turn lanes was sun set and bike light not real bright,glasses couldn't see(I guess) the medium with the dirt / plants had ended THere was about 2" slab of concrete (coated black like road)to were you can turn down his road I turned tire caught that 2" slab slid the front tire YELLed"were going down".We were hardly moving 7-8mph.She got got a head cut I got A bigg hole in my ankle for being betwen bike and @%&^% 2"curb(never wear tennie's). Put my bandanna on her head stop blood waved my 2 finger ask how many she said I'm fine were's he live ,Stood up bike headlight shooting the moon went flying to the hospital,everthing worked out .
Bought A F.X.R. (few Months later)and taught her how to ride it ,Then for my birth-day I got what i wonted for her to quit taking off on my Harley ,..........She got A new 450 Honda Rebal Gold leaf , Ruby Red ....She was the Happiest lady on earth . Last I heard she was going to Daytona with her Dad who had A Gold Wing and lived in Jacksonville Fl. Were I left her with her Dad.
1977 CB750 F2 Super Sport
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Native American from central Cal, Kickstand UP in S.W.Missouri,