Leapfrog's Journal: Things that go "vroom"

This weekend my parents are coming to visit. They are also bringing my 1991 Kawasaki Vulcan. I've missed it. Oh, how I've missed it. Only a leaking petcock stops me from tearing up the streets, crazed by the smell of asphalt and exhaust. I've spent many happy hours on that bike. I've also spent many hours sitting on a short stool beside it, cleaning carbs, replacing the fuel filter, etc, etc, etc. It has lurked in my parents' barn for 4 years now. Soon it shall return. Arr. As soon as I find a place to put it, there will be a picture.