So a half hour ago I found myself sitting in the passenger seat of a taxi, holding my helmet and gazing out the rear window as my motorcycle grew smaller and smaller in the distance.

I can have her back tomorrow, this is more dependant on the weather than anything else right now, 3 hours work according to the book, and they’ll climb all over her. 1042km on the clock now, with this service out of the way I can zip around like a maniac for the whole season.
Still don’t like her spending time away from home, though, not one bit.




