Fixer POV
My work was on one these broken bikes, it had more meaning to me now, and it hurt in a way, to know that people died on these bikes, that I am restoring, in memory of them, they might never go out on the road again, on a daily basis, but maybe for memorials or special occasions, they should be on display for all to see, maybe I can something like that, build one of each bike, that Harley Davidson ever made.
Not all bikers ride Harleys; some like the go-fast bikes, and pop wheel stands, and do silly things, mainly the younger ones, but as long as they are having fun, I don't mind. It can be bothersome having to fix them all the time, and I have started sending them to Mike; I can't be bothered with stupidity.
My stomach grumbled, and I was shocked to see it was late afternoon
