busabrother
Registered
I met a guy in the bike shop the other week. He was changing the oil and we started chatting. SO we finally got a chance to ride today. We were on a very crowded I-95 heading north outside of richmond. We didnt really have a chance to ball, but we had a few occasional spurts. He was right with me every spurt. We stopped after riding for about 45 minutes. We both had mutual respects for each otehrs bikes. We rode a little more dodgoing and weaving, He in front this time and i was with him the whole way. The 10 is a sweet bike but to each his own. I love my busa!!
