I was at the dealership checking out rows and rows of beautiful new bikes. The next thing I knew, I had traded in my SV for some European monstrosity sporting full tupperware and Red Bull livery. The damn thing didn’t even use a key — just some newfangled credit card swipe for the ignition. It took two seconds before buyer’s remorse punched me in the face, hard. “But I didn’t do any research on this bike!” I said. “I don’t even know what kind of engine is in it!” I started to babble, on and on. “I just got my heated grips and jacket controls the way I like them!” “My SV has a custom seat!” My pleas fell on deaf ears as they rolled my beloved SV away. And then I woke up.
Man, I gotta stop snacking before bedtime.
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Nice one, you had me going there for a second. For future reference… don’t ever get rid of your SV, they’re great all around bikes. Buy a second bike instead!
SO glad you woke up!!! You didn’t wake anyone screaming, did you?
I loved it ! I was rubbing my eyes in disbelief, I can’t image you parting with your SV
bob
bobskoot: wet coast scootin
*shudders*
I had a nightmare a few weeks back about the first day of the riding season and my bike not starting, despite the fact there was nothing wrong with it, physically or otherwise.
Darn near woke up in tears. lol.
I had a dream that I’d just eaten the world’s biggest marshmellow then i woke up and my pillow was gone….