BuellyBagger
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Wow reconldr what a story...definitely not a fun situation!.
I was a bit nervous when I got one of my bike compliments.
I was riding down the main drag in town on my lunch breakand had been following the same car for a few blocks. I had noticed that everyone in the car (all five rednecks) had been turning around looking at my bike for awhile. So I pull up behind them at a red light (when neb city still had stop lights on main street). And one guy jumps outa the car and comes running up to me. I flipped my helmet open surprised, and he kinda hunches over, looks right in my helmet and, "what kinda bike is that?" Me, sigh "its a buell" him " a wha?" This was on my cyclone so since it was written very largely on my tank Ileaned back a bit poi nted @ the tank, "A BUELLl!" Him, " o! Its f#*kin sweet!. Then he got back in the car and all the rednecks appeared to argue about who was more wrong about what kind of bike it was.
My ulysses usually gets called a bmw. But the only unquestioned compliment was a very cute bank teller who just couldn't get over what a sweet looking and sounding bike it was.
I was a bit nervous when I got one of my bike compliments.
I was riding down the main drag in town on my lunch breakand had been following the same car for a few blocks. I had noticed that everyone in the car (all five rednecks) had been turning around looking at my bike for awhile. So I pull up behind them at a red light (when neb city still had stop lights on main street). And one guy jumps outa the car and comes running up to me. I flipped my helmet open surprised, and he kinda hunches over, looks right in my helmet and, "what kinda bike is that?" Me, sigh "its a buell" him " a wha?" This was on my cyclone so since it was written very largely on my tank Ileaned back a bit poi nted @ the tank, "A BUELLl!" Him, " o! Its f#*kin sweet!. Then he got back in the car and all the rednecks appeared to argue about who was more wrong about what kind of bike it was.
My ulysses usually gets called a bmw. But the only unquestioned compliment was a very cute bank teller who just couldn't get over what a sweet looking and sounding bike it was.