This was at the Legends Motorcycle Museum in Springville, UT. The Mrs and I took part in a charity ride for an organization that fights Veteran suicide. Saw this bad boy, and a few other old Army motorcycles. Drooled.
Yeah, I know that riding a bike like that is like getting kicked in the nuts repeatedly at 50 mph, but I still want it.
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I wonder what's in the scabbard?
It was just a wooden dummy. I checked. I was disappointed.
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