Sunday, May 1, 2011

Went and checked out my old KZ yesterday. I never thought I would see that bike again, turns out its less than 2 miles from my house! Its been neglected a bit, as in left outside, not ridden much etc. Seat has been changed, bars changed. The original green paint is now fucked. Gives me an excuse to paint it and not feel bad now though. Was really weird to see my bike again, like an abducted child returning home after years away, living life under an assumed identity.

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