So the shop before the break is like a toy box.
There are motorcycles, computers, a convenience store nearby—worst case, you can even sleep here.
The reason I’m not heading home is that I thought I’d polish a bike I can’t quite ride yet, as sad as that is.
It’s motorcycle season, so things are pretty hectic—though I guess being bored would be a problem too.
I’m pretty sure I won’t be able to put 3,000 kilometers on the GS1000S or 3,000 kilometers on the GSF1200 by the end of the year.
…
So I don’t end up like a bonsai with roots growing, turning into a tree…
Whoosh
I even splurged on brake pads! Metallica SPEC 03—there’s a specific version for this, you know!
Now they bite hard and stop on a dime.
