TAKE TIME TO ENJOY IT
knew when I walked into the basement of the house that a serious bike nut lived there. There were motorcycles everywhere – dozens of them, all plugged into trickle chargers. There were all kinds of riding gear in protective plastic covers hanging from the ceiling. Boxes of motorcycle stuff were piled everywhere: cases of oil, batteries, windshields, seats and helmets. The scene looked like someone had bought a bike shop and moved everything into the basement of the house.
