It's 1:15 a.m. in Atlanta -- AND I CAN'T SLEEP!!!!!
Tony was as gracious a human being as I've ever encountered -- riding all the way to Hollister to help someone he didn't even know (me) get a seat fitted to his bike.
I take this as a personal affront. I'm pissed.
I'm frustrated -- can't do anything.
If this bike isn't recovered -- and isn't insured -- I'd like to be the first to offer up $200 to a fund to get him a replacement. If Jaap can handle this -- great. If anyone else has an interest in this, please post a reply.
Enough of us doing the same could help out a moto brother who must right now be in hell.
Can't stand it when bad things happen to good people.
I'm through -- sorry for the rambling. I want to hit something, but the only thing still awake in the house (besides me) is my cat, Noodles. F**k it -- I'll just go pet her and try to think nice thoughts.
It'll be hard.
Hang in there, Tony.
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