I guess im getting old

Man I loved trail riding and started back in the 1960’s on a Bronco 50cc. Then a Suzuki 120, 250 Trials Kawasaki, then the one that tried killing me twice, a 360 Husky. Man that thing would fly and fly I did. I flipped it over doing a wheelie in 5th gear and I landed on my neck. The handlebars folded down and hit the fuel tank and held it wide open. By time I got there the engine blew up cracking the case. This was the second day I owned the dog gone thing. A local Husky shop welded the case and rebuilt the engine so I babied it for a week. On the eighth day I was racing my cousin on his 350 Kawasaki on an asphalt road and my engine locked up. Ugly situation especially with my studded rear tire. I rebuilt it this time and sold it shortly after. I had enough fun.