Motorcycle Diary

I was telling my father-in-law a few months ago about my plans to buy a motorcycle. It must have made him nostalgic for his own biker days, because he went out and bought a vintage Honda Scrambler. It kind of sounds like a truck stop breakfast entree, but they look like beautiful bikes. I haven't actually seen his yet; it's currently being worked on at his brother's garage. He told me they would restore it and then I could learn to ride on it. Glee!