About 3 years ago, I started riding dirt bikes with my kids. This leads to the purchase of my first street bike, 2009 Yamaha 950 cruiser. My wife did not know about this bike when I made the purchase from the dealer. So, I ask the salesman, Vince, to deliver it to my house. Vince ride it to my house that evening while my wife is in the bedroom and park it in the garage. Suddenly, my wife showed up and all hell break loose. Vince, who don't want to get involved, left and I was there in the garage in front of my new bike, my wife glaring at me. To make the story short, I was able to calm her down and she went back to the bedroom. I stayed in the garage like a little boy staring at my new toy. That is the start of my street riding days. Days later, I'm able to convince my wife to ride with me.
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