Oh my xenon. I have yet to find someone worthy and willing to own such a great bike. I am sad that I will no longer be able to right this noble steed any longer. Lately it’s been sitting in the shop hoping to see the light of day again. I feel that it has feelings, feelings of depression that I am no longer going to be the caretaker. Yes it sounds emo and all but I rarely even sell anything, not only throw things away. Nostalgia? Possibly, or it could be the fact that my parents and grandparents grew up in poverty that when they came to the US, they cherished and saved everything they owned. I feel that I am too turning to be like them, not that I am poor but I think that I am just afraid to let go and regret the fact that I had let them go.
But if you or someone you know is willing to buy a fine ride. Then hit me up at firstname.lastname@example.org