If this pic shows up properly, you'll see my new baby parked next to the intrepid Airhead. The best pic I could snap in a hurry, so that I'd have an updated screensaver. My yellow fleet.
The Duc is the kind of bike with which I can sit in the garage with a glass of wine and a cigarette, and just stare at her. It's all I can do in this $hitty weather, this godforsaken northwestern rainforest. Anyone who actually likes this rain is either: kidding themselves; a fatass shut-in; or just retarded. I'd leave if I could, but I digress.
Daamn, this bike is beautiful. It's the moto incarnation of my trophy girlfriend. It's a tasty McGriddle in the mornin'. It's my cigarette after sex. It's the swift, terrible sword that cuts through the crap of my day.
