should have hung on to this one.
Believe me I did and I saw every Doc I could, even went to the Mayco clinic to get an opinion. My back has severe arthritis from my neck to my hip.
But I did sell to a good guy, bonafide Hard Core, 1%er Harley rider.
So I put and ad in the local rag and first day, at 7 am I get a call. Still got your Harley? Yes, Ok give me your address and I am on my do NOT sell that Harley before I get there in about 20 min.
He shows up and walks over I give him the key, and he fires it up. He looks at me and says: This is MY HARLEY! I ask do you want to ride it? NO, I don't need to, it works.
He turns to his truck and say this: WOMAN Get the money!
Looks at me and says: SOLD!
He sits down on the driveway waits. I go around noon ask he needs anything my wife wil make you some chow. Nope I am fine.
His WOMAN shows up at about 1:30 and hands him a papersack; he hands me. He looks at me and says: You wanna count it? No, don't think I need to.
This guy is big, I am 6' 2" and about 210 and he makes me look small.
He gets on and rides off.
3 months later he leaves a fone message: "Brother, you sure built a GREAT RIDE! Thanks!"
I still miss it and had hoped I would take it to grave with me, but to much damage to my body from Vietnam...Life & Freedom have a cost!