I got on the black "Death Machine" this morning and rode it to church. Heard a couple of good things and saw some nice classic cars. If I were not married, I would have seen some good looking women too. As I was leaving, the bottom just fell out and I got totally soaked sitting at the light. I thought about it and decided I am a manly man biker and continued the ride. I had a smile on my face for the whole hour it took for me to get home. I was so wet that water ran out of my ass and out of my boots when I got off the bike. It was a lot of fun and no one ran over me. You pusses get out of the house and get wet. It wont hurt you.