I hate Harleys. OK now bash away, but I hate em. to dern heavy!!!!!!
I was at band rehersal last night, parked the VX in the lawn on a slight incline >>>> as in the car was lower on the passenger side.
Our drummer, who arrived 1 1/2 hours late, decides to park his fatarsed Hogley Spittster next to the VX driverside, with the tender uphill, and the bike BARELY leaning on it.
I come outside for a beer at break time, bump the bike in the pitch black night... I felt it goin, tried to hold it and thought... oh well it's gonna hit the ground.
No..... it went pooock!
I thought oh no... it hit my baby.
It did. the tip of the god#@ned $(%ing brake lever impacted about 1" above the cladding and made this nice bit of bodywork for me to tackle.
My new tennis shoes have their first mark on them!!!!!!!
CRAAAAAAAAAP!!!!!!
I'll get over it, and I'll fix it. The paintless way...