Getting paid to watch vintage motorcycle hill climb and drag videos and badass chopper vids has been keeping me sane this week. Scrolling through chopper blogs from the East coast has been making me homesick recently. Those dudes always look like they're having such a good time and have way better and more fun roads to ride on. The moment an '83 FXR comes on the market that isn't ridiculously priced and all pretty like, the ZX is going to the wind. It's been an amazing bike, but without enough spare time to track it regularly, I feel as though I'm doing it an injustice. Still looking for top triple tree clamps for it to strip it and streetfighter it this winter.