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MaxxRonin
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I don't know if anyone recalls, but i lost my last motorcycle because my mom found out about it. I was forced to sell but came across a much nicer one that i picked up and was more careful about what my stories were when i rode it. My mom refused to let me have a bike so i hid it from her. But a few weeks ago, the day before i left for college, i left my motorcycle registration on the counter thinking it was my car registration. Whoops...mom found it. She flipped but not as much as i would have thought. Well here i am in college, my motorcycle is still in my buddy's barn and i received a call from my dad. Apparently my mom thinks it would be a good idea to build a barn with a workshop for my motorcycle. I'll be able to get the equipment i need and have a dry warm place to work in the winter. I don't know what changed her, maybe it was me being away from home but i don't have to live in fear anymore and i can truly enjoy my beautiful 1978 gs750. [-o<