Got a request from a buddy to go with him to Chicago, to pick up a 2004 BMW RT1100.
He suggested stopping by my house and picking me up, on the way, since he lives 50 miles north west of me.
I said nope, I'm on my way to your house. I mean, wth did he plan to do with his Jeep or bike, once back at my house? Besides, I get to get in a ride.
Shitcago....gotta love it, not. The last 8 miles of our 115 mile trip to over an hour.
The dealership was in a swell neighborhood. The art work was not commissioned...lol.
Beemers, Triumph, Vespa and Enfield.
His new, 20 year old BMW. He has one just like it, that has a bad ABS module. This $2900 bike is about the same price as a new module...lol.
He rode it home, his first ride in 2 years. No better place to knock the rust off the old motorcycle skills...lol.
Once back at his place, we rode to the nearest pizza place.
Our first ride together in forever. Damn cops checking on us...lol.
I rode home in the dark, in 60 degree weather and loved every minute of it.