This morning on my walk I saw the neighbor’s son, about
18/19 roar off on a motorcycle with no shirt or helmet on. Tch tch.
In a matter or a minute or two he roared back.
Then he was about even with their driveway. I, like a deck hand motioning in a jet plane
on an aircraft carrier, waved him in.
He pulled up beside me and said good morning. I asked him what kind of motorcycle was that
and he told me and I forgot. I never
heard of that name, whatever it was.
Then I told him I once (1975) had a motorcycle Honda CL350 and somebody
stole it. I told him the long story.
Then he asked me where the choke was. I told him I had no idea. He asked me how would he know if it is
working or not. I told him I think you
can tell by he sound of the engine.
Do I know everything or what?
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