When I was a kid, somebody gave me a Harley Davidson motorcycle just like Sportster. I fell in love with that toy and I used to carry it with me even to school. I used to dream that when I grow up, I would do nothing but drive around town and even farther away, from the city and experience the greatness of exploring driving a Harley Davidson motorcycle.
But my life went into a different direction.
Besides, I don’t have the discipline to maintain that look and feel as a serious biker. I don’t think that I can even properly maintain a big bike and find and buy the necessary Harley Sportster motorcycle parts to keep it in good, running condition.
Perhaps I was just meant to do other things. No regrets there, really. Just remembering my childhood never fails to give me a wake up call regarding my life. I was just wondering what happened to that Sportster toy of mine.
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