End of September 2005, on a Saturday morning, and I had to go get a hernia checked out at Shouldice Hospital in Toronto. While we were there I wanted to check out a couple of bikes in the Trader. The first guy was so adamant that his price was firm I didn't even bother to go by, instead I went to see a lady in the Lakeshore area who had a 2004 VStar Classic with 4000 km that she had originally asked $6700 for but had lowered down to $6300.

It was in great shape. Two tone blue, navy on the top and light metallic blue on the sides. No scratches or dings and she had saddlebags and a sissy bar (but she had lost the sissy bar pad). I asked the lady if she would take $6000 even for it, and she balked. So I took a chance, I gave her my phone number and said that 6 grand was my limit, if it didn't sell by Tuesday she could call me. All the way home I questioned what I had done, was I going to lose the bike I wanted over $300.

She called about 30 hours later, early Sunday evening. It was mine!

We arranged for the pick up for 4:00pm on Tuesday, but getting on a new bike and then jumping into Toronto rush hour traffic seemed like a torture test to me. So I called a buddy with lots of miles under his belt on lots of different bikes, and I asked if he would mind piloting my new baby home for me. He jumped at the chance.
The seller of the bike seemed to be getting on nicely with Scott when we went to pick it up. So nicely in fact, that she had a small confession. It seems that the money I had given her for the bike was going toward her new BOOB JOB. She was a French-Canadian lady and said, "my whole life I have nothing, now I am happy!" She was going to put in the ad...Bike must go, Twins on the way! I felt like my money went to a worthwhile cause!!
Thanks again Scott, I don't know what I would of done without your help. But I must admit, that was the longest dam ride home from Toronto ever, me grinning like a freaking idiot the whole way.

Then by the time I dropped Scott back off at home and I raced back to get on my new baby, the whole dam neighborhood is out checking out Steve's Mid Life Crisis. So I threw my leg over, cranked her up and (Thank God) didn't stall her as I putted down the road, with that same "ear to ear grin".

What a feeling!!!