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Hey, there my BTR friends. Blooming season is almost gone and so are most snowbirds and spring breakers. Adios and good riddance. The Fat Bird 2 was down for a few weeks because of a terrible lifter failure that took out the nice Screaming Eagle cam that was making her breathe so well. It figures, Harley-Davidson discontinued that sucker, so we had to get the next best thing. This gave Mike a chance to install an S&S easy start cam. That bad boy opens the exhaust valve when cranking and relieves the pressure on the starting system that most Harley’s suffer from. Bill and Nate over at Wild Bill’s Motorcycles in Largo performed the operation as they came with high credentials. Mike babbles, “You know me Spyke, only the best for my two birds. And if any of your avid readers need quality work done right the first time at a reasonable price, these are the go-to guys!”I cackle, ‘Standing on that brake pedal and gazing into the chest of the Fat Bird 2 just made me want to cry. Then, seeing that good cam lobe looking like one of my eggs and the other looking as round as a full moon made me realize why you cried when you got the news. I hope you never have to stare into my guts and see something like that! But, it’s good to see you’re taking care of the objects that got you this far in the BTR world. Most things in life, including me, don’t like to get ridden hard and put away wet ALL the time.’ Mike replies, “Well Spyke if I ever did have to look inside you and found a cam like that, I think I’d have to change your diet. ... I’m trying my little feathered friend, but sometimes life just doesn’t let me do what I need to do. I’m always busier than a moth in a mitten. I wish there were 25 hours in a day and the only time I could sleep is when I’m dead.Life is way too short and it’s made me realize that we need to live, love, and laugh at every precious moment. I’m gonna do what grampa used to say, I’ll be making hay while the sun shines!Speaking of precious moments, remember when we were at Kevin’s house helping put a back tire on his scoot? For about an hour we kept hearing his blonde girlfriend cussing and yelling from inside the kitchen. Finally, she walks out to the garage and says, “I’m doing a jigsaw puzzle and I can’t fit any of the edge pieces together.” Kevin asked BTR 38 | BORNTORIDE.COM
what’s the puzzle of. She replied, “It’s a big rooster. Will you three please help me, it’s driving me crazy.” Deciding to take a break for a cold one, we followed her inside. She starts yapping about the pieces all over the table. Kevin looked over her shoulder and said. “Honey put the Corn Flakes back in the box.” I squabble, ‘Yeah Mike, that was a live, love, and laugh moment for sure.’ Mike babbles, “Remember when we stayed at Leesburg till Monday just cuz we wanted to see what the town was like after the event?” I cackle, ‘Yeah right Mike! I do recall we got an extra night at the Holiday Inn for free because of what they did to us, but that’s another story. … Let me reminisce, we decided to go right down to the town square and a little bar just off the main lawn and water fountain. Mike and I grab some chairs on the inside part of the bar. We were the only ones there except for the bartender, the owner, and a contractor. Mike got a cold one for himself and pineapple juice for me. He asked the bartender, “What’s up?” He replies, “New owner going over some changes for the interior designer.” We overheard the owner saying how he wanted to change the back wall of the bar to a bright silver. We see
the guy write down some notes on a pad then go over to the door, look out, and shout, “green side up!” Moving towards the other side of the bar we heard him saying, “I would like this wall to be a bright red with some orange undertones.” The gentleman took some notes then walked back over to the same door. He looked out, shook his head, and yelled, “green side up!” He walks back over to the owner who’s at the stage. He begins telling the contractor how he would like to paint the front of the stage red white and blue. The dude becomes busy sketching and writing. He pardons himself and goes back over the door, then waves his hands and says, “green side up!” The owner walks over and asks, “Why do you keep coming over, looking out this door, and yelling, green side up?” The contractor said, “I’m sorry, but across the street, I’ve got a crew of blondes laying turf that all the bikers tore up around the front of the stage.” Mike exclaims, “Damn Spike! That was a great live, love, and laugh moment also. Finish your story so I can get your wings in the wind, my knees in the breeze, and the Fat Bird 2’s wheels rolling down the road, breaking in that new cam. — SPYKE
