One time ol' Joe (1951/BMW w/sidecar, Reflex, etc.) went missing for 5 weeks. Getting a knee replaced at Ohio State.
When he walked in Dino hollered, "OMG - we thought you were dead!....and you owe me $15 on your tab."
So, OK - last week I had a cancer removed from my forehead. 26 stitches and an 87mm incision.
For months I thought the sore was caused by my helmet.
Went to the dermatologist.
Anyway...
Man - it was tough not riding the other night for coffee. Temps rose into the high 40's, it was raining and of course, dark!
Perfecto!
The night before - my wife caught me out in the garage fooling with the battery tender.....
Took my keys.
Tomorrow I get the zipper taken out of my head and it is going to be 47 that night!!
Mrs Stig, "too soon!"
She's correct, I know.
BTW: I don't run a 'tab' with Dino. I pay as I go. Fighter pilots and scooter riders in Ohio do this.
Stig
couple of photos from years past....