Got my Triumph leather jackets out to go for my first spring ride. The shoulder armour was hanging down past my deltoids. I was stunned, I know I'm 58 and not a middle linebacker anymore, but these jackets are just hanging on me. Should I join a gym, double up on the bacon or buy a new jacket?


Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats. H. L. Mencken