I hardly ever drink these days.
Maybe once every two months is enough.
And that’s when I get cocky like this.
My head is killing me.
Ugh… I’m so tired.
But I have to go for the motorcycle inspection.
It’s too late once you get to the inspection station! I have a feeling something like a reflector might be missing…
Sure enough.
I thought I could charm my way through it, but it’s not that easy. It was rejected on the spot… no good.
I always stop by the tester shop near the inspection station to get things adjusted, so I borrowed a reflector from them.
I’m really grateful for that.
Everything went smoothly and I’m all smiles!
The inspection station was pretty empty…
Anyway, this leather jacket is hot.
