Originally Posted by fractalsource
I stare at mine. I start it, and let it warm up. I turn it back off I clean it. I imagine new parts for it. I think of us, together. Alone. It is a bit alarming how obsessed a guy can get. I have never, ever, regretted the romantic thoughts I share with my bikes. The amount of money I have spent on them. - My friend does it, too. - If your not staring at your bike in your spare time, then maybe you need a different bike.
This was so true of my KTM. A little less so with the current bike, but still valid. Great post, thanks