Originally Posted by muddywater
I still have scars from that one....1972??
close, 1975 or so. a week earlier i had laid my new yam 750 down (not hard, just forgot kickstand) in front of the strip club with witnesses, wouldnt have been so bad, but in those days i wore a ring of all (many) my keys on a chain hooked to the beltloop of my jeans. the ring stretched and the keys went everywhere, as the yam key was still in the ignition. my buddy laughed really hard. it was my buddy on his new to him superglide that fell over at a gas pump because of his bellbottoms a week later. i laughed really hard. fucks up the badass harley rider image a lil.
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