That's too bad, Rich. And, too bad your Dad, not being into bikes as you said, couldn't use the line MY Dad did on my Mom just before she relented and I bought my first motorcycle, a little Honda 90:

"Well, ya know Hattie, I still remember back in 1940 how you were so impressed the first time we met and as I rolled up on my Indian-4!"


Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)