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My Dad has a 50's era HD sitting in pieces in his garage and attic. One of these days, it'll see pavement again. I just hope he's still young enough to be the one riding it.
Luckily, once that day comes, he'll probably die happily and it'll be mine, all mine!
(I'm kidding, my Dad is too cool to imagine dead, but I want to see the bloody thing on the road.)
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