Damn fellas you're about to make this real lol. There is a lot more going into this decision as you can imagine, so I need to round off any possible sharp edges before I go.
jk what part of Florida? I have a cousin living in north Miami.
I'm a weird guy supposedly. According to my mother I'm an alien. If any of you have read Zen Mind, Beginners Mind by Shunryu Suzuki, That book describes my personality and outlook on life pretty accurately. Just living in the moment and accepting all possibilities, and the reality of death. Just focusing on my breathing, and letting my intuition lead the way.
Like when I'm on my bike :)
Side note while it's on my mind, last week I was at my cousins house, his brother-in-law comes over, and sees my helmet sitting there on the entry table. Here is the dialogue:
Him- who's helmet?
Me- that's mine.
Him- what do you have a Vespa?
Me- no, it's in the garage.
(we walk to the garage)
Him- ok sick sick, what's this?
(he points to my center tank pad)
Me- that's for my nuts man.
(I lined 2 rows of foam tape)
Him- oh just sit back man.
Me- I like my weight to be forward, I like to hug the tank.
Him- nah man just sit back and lean.
Me-(chuckling) alright man.
Him- bro I fly at 140!
Me- oh you have a motorcycle license?!
Him- yeah bro I fly at 140...no.
Me- (laughing) aight then man.
Him- bro talk to me when you have an eleven hundred.
(walks back inside)
I turn to my cousin and ask him, what does he wear on his feet when he rides, my cousin says sneakers.
You guys aren't those guys right? Lol.
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