Muster at Jimbo's
I thought this was going to be a low key ride, but when I came down Jim's street I could see that there was nothing low key about the horde of bikes parked out front.
It was actually a pretty good mix of bikes. An assload of newer Harleys, a shovel head, a Beamer, a trike and of course the lowly Cricket. There was even a Honda Night Hawk. Every guy I've ever known who owned a night hawk was a bit of a douchebag. As I got to know the owner throughout the ride I realized he had bought the perfect bike for himself.