Today my sweetheart and travel companion, my dear motorcycle has turned 7 year old. Yes it was exactly 7 years ago that I brought her home and even though at that time I was elated with the joy of owning my first motorcycle, I could not have dared imagined the kind of routes we have now done together.
Even though she is today covered in battle scars from all the adventures we have had, she is just as beautiful as she was 7 years ago, when I first saw her and even though some (and at times me as well) might call her high maintenance, but whenever I needed her the most and she has managed to stick by my side and gotten us both of situations, which I so foolishly put her and myself into, ever so often.
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