The whole thing is very bazaar, with innocent intensions I was looking and buying new parts for my existing 86. I made a parts list and got it priced. Well a good looking 86 turns up in Hollywood and I get in contact with Mike. Between the parts list and buying / shipping, the deal looks good. In the mean time, a second cheepy pops up and we roll with that as well.
Since then I have become a deceitful husband

, criminally minded, cunning, tricky

, heart in the chest, desperate old man that only wants his CR500 going. Am I proud, Hmmmm yeh

. I love my wife to death and if this is male menopause then it’s only a hot looking red dressed old boiler 1986 CR500.
The sad thing is she is a lawyer so I am already fucked,

and when you are in that position you can go no lower. On the bright side, I will have a couple of bikes and the aim is one to be as show room new.
The cheepy will be parted in the shed but the other bike will become an outstanding deal around the corner that I got to pick up.
TYSTYX if it ends in divorce then we get a CR500 each.
I know this is very sad but hay I know you all can relate.
