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·I use to not understand it. Boy buys bike--boy brings bike home--boy changes every single stock part on bike. I was like--huh? Didn't you like the bike to start off with?
I was wandering through my life happy as could be until one day, I found myself in a bike dealership. The next thing I knew, I was signing my life away and getting a set of keys to a shinny new machine. She came home, found a space in the coral near speedy. She was pretty. She was new. She made me happy--and then it happened. I woke up the next day and said to myself-----"hhhhhmmmm, wouldn't she look better if I......?" Let's see--new grips, mirrors, turn signals, custom seat, rear seat cowl, exhaust, hugger, undertail, sliders, swing arm spools, kick stand, decals etc. Take off the stock fly screen, reflectors, stickers, so on and so forth. WTF!!!! Suddenly, I hear a little Devi on my shoulder saying "stock sucks". Doesn't help that Cheap is on the other shoulder agreeing with him.
But it doesn't end there. A new bike is just a reason to upgrade your gear. Hey, you need the best stuff right? That KBC helmet? Piece of shit. Of course, it needs to be replaced by a Corsair. The jacket, boots, etc--same thing.
I'm a girl for cryin out loud! I'm not supposed to be this way! Stock should be enough--leave the mods to the boys and wonder why the hell they do it. But I feel like I've given birth--she's my baby. I bought a new car and never washed it. I bought a new bike and washed it after takin' her out once. So now I'm broke but happy and I look at her and see her full potential just like any proud momma would. "One day she'll get there, I say to myself". She just needs love and encouragement. I'm starting to understand why you boys do what you do. I'm thinking I should get away from all of you--but I think it's to late--something already bit me!
I was wandering through my life happy as could be until one day, I found myself in a bike dealership. The next thing I knew, I was signing my life away and getting a set of keys to a shinny new machine. She came home, found a space in the coral near speedy. She was pretty. She was new. She made me happy--and then it happened. I woke up the next day and said to myself-----"hhhhhmmmm, wouldn't she look better if I......?" Let's see--new grips, mirrors, turn signals, custom seat, rear seat cowl, exhaust, hugger, undertail, sliders, swing arm spools, kick stand, decals etc. Take off the stock fly screen, reflectors, stickers, so on and so forth. WTF!!!! Suddenly, I hear a little Devi on my shoulder saying "stock sucks". Doesn't help that Cheap is on the other shoulder agreeing with him.
But it doesn't end there. A new bike is just a reason to upgrade your gear. Hey, you need the best stuff right? That KBC helmet? Piece of shit. Of course, it needs to be replaced by a Corsair. The jacket, boots, etc--same thing.
I'm a girl for cryin out loud! I'm not supposed to be this way! Stock should be enough--leave the mods to the boys and wonder why the hell they do it. But I feel like I've given birth--she's my baby. I bought a new car and never washed it. I bought a new bike and washed it after takin' her out once. So now I'm broke but happy and I look at her and see her full potential just like any proud momma would. "One day she'll get there, I say to myself". She just needs love and encouragement. I'm starting to understand why you boys do what you do. I'm thinking I should get away from all of you--but I think it's to late--something already bit me!
