Well, this little "incident" may end up ultimately costing me my bike.
In the midst of looking at a new bike (completely unrelated to this incident since my SV is now good-as, if not better-than new), it finally came out that my wife now gets "very worried" about me whenever the bike comes out of the garage and that she feels it's time to put it up for the winter (and from her tone, it's almost somewhat implied that she would prefer that it be even longer than that).
This, compounded with a high school friend of hers hitting a deer and getting killed several months ago may lead to many arguments about riding.
Ugh.
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I'm not "fat."
I'm "Enlarged to show texture."
Handle every stressful situation like a DOG: If you can't eat it or hump it, pi$$ on it & walk away.
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