Hightower-Ash98
XS650 Addict
What's up guys, long time no see.
In the waning hours of 4/20, I loaded up my chevy and made a mad dash down to New Smyrna Beach, to pick up a specimen that's had one-too-many bad trips.
Blazed and confused, it sad alongside Super-sports and flat-trackers owned by a nice gentleman of middle-middle age known to me as Allen.
Allen's shop was arsoned.
Lucky for Allen, and for myself, only one bike out of his dozen suffered anything more than superficial damage, his XS650.
Without further ado,
The Yamaha:
Now you may ask me, "Ash, why on earth did you do this?"
My simple reply;
"$400"
In the waning hours of 4/20, I loaded up my chevy and made a mad dash down to New Smyrna Beach, to pick up a specimen that's had one-too-many bad trips.
Blazed and confused, it sad alongside Super-sports and flat-trackers owned by a nice gentleman of middle-middle age known to me as Allen.
Allen's shop was arsoned.
Lucky for Allen, and for myself, only one bike out of his dozen suffered anything more than superficial damage, his XS650.
Without further ado,
The Yamaha:
Now you may ask me, "Ash, why on earth did you do this?"
My simple reply;
"$400"