


We went to K-Mart to put Will's motorcycle in the parkig lot to sell. Later that day, a man calls because he doesn't want to buy his cycle, just trade. Will says he isn't trading. He thinks about it and then later he calls back to go look at the other bike. Sure enough it was a steal. It is like 20 years newer, 60 thousand less miles, and it can haul! The trade was straight across, title for title. So now we have a more age appropriot bike. I love it and he likes his other better but this one has more promising selling potential and we are not scared that it will break down every time we get on it. Will told me that there were only two kinds of bikers in the world, those who have Harleys and those who don't. Guess which group we are.