When you're in love, all you care only about is the one you're in love with. You want to spend all available time together. All problems can be solved. A strange behavior is just charming. For real. Or a later topic. When you're in love.
The sun is always shining. There are no clouds in the sky. When you're in love.
If you feel a small grain of sand in your shoe you're sure that it can easily be removed. Effortlessly. When you're in love.
I'm talking about shakedowns, test drives, check-ups and the first long haul after some years of build/restoration/recreation. When the rubber meets the road.
Here's what; you pretend to be cool.
-What could possibly go wrong?
You dress up in clean clothes. At least not garage gear. Then you fill up the trunk with tools. Just in case of. Will not be needed. Just in case of.
First hour; On the surface, a polite and cool conversation. In your mind: Oil pressure, Coolant temperature, Air-Fuel-Ratio, Charge voltage...
- What's that noise?
- Now it's gone! or is it?
Third hour: Your mind is at ease. Philosophical discussion possible. The rattle from somewhere in the back seems to be normal. Perhaps unbalance. Meanwhile a todo list is created. The anxious love has now grown something else. Still love, but more to the topic.
Here's what; Carina and I took the Olds Rocket 88 for a long test drive this Saturday-Sunday after 3 years of get-together actives in the Salt Slush Speed shop. We've given Olds Bertha from Wendover a new lease on life because we love here shape and heritage.
The love seems to be mutual. But like in any relation, there are a few topics that we need to take care of. I guess that means that reached a deeper relationship.
The moral of this story: Get out there. Drive your stuff. Get to know you ride. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.
Road side repair = New friends