The end of an era...and I made it out alive!

I wanted a motorcycle all my life. When I turned 40...I bought one. It was everything I dreamed it would be. There were some surprises...most good ones. Lately...I have been receiving messages from friends that are truly concerned. Every time there is a motorcycle accident reported...I get a call or a text from friends that really care. Some folks ride into their 70's and beyond...but I am noticing my reaction time and my focus is not what it was....and on a rarely get second chances when you make an error. is better to know when to leave the party rather than waiting to be asked to leave....and it's time to hang up my helmet. Great memories that will fade with time. Perhaps a knew hobby that does not involve other people texting behind the wheel of their vehicle, grass blown out onto the road by uncaring lawn care specialists and yearly insurance, licensing and property tax paid on a garage space thief that collects dust. Not sad that the era is over...happy that the era happened...and I survived!



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