Got her home today. Flawless when I picked it up. Now safe in the garage but not until after an idiot (me) let it tip over into the truck side and cracked up the faring. I spend the 90 minute drive home cursing that moron (me again).
I guess a winter without a big bike left me out of practice. If I weren't an arrogant idiot I would have waited for help maneuvering the bike into position on the truck bed but no, big man needed to do it himself. Why do lessons learned always cost me money?
Fell away from the kickstand into that nice sharp metal rail. Guess I'll go shopping for parts now.
Still happy. Not as happy as when I rolled it out of the dealership but, still happy.
Later,
Kent Larson (Idiot in Minnesota)