It has almost been a year. Ten months really, since this idea became something tangible. Since I acted upon my ideas and began to go out and “do something” with it.
He promised me the bike ran when I purchased it. (We all know how that tends to go.) I got it home and put in a new battery and fresh fuel,well, the bike fired right up, to my disbelief.
Something caught my eye, so I looked and saw a little old lady in a rocking chair making something crochet, I think .
I saw the front fender on a box so, I went and talked to her about it, thinking it was a Harley.