I drunkingly trashed my mirror last night cutting thru the garage while partying last night. I have some new mirrors on order already. But of course we finally had a nice day today. Since I was already down one mirror, now I have none. I rode anyway. It was violently awesome. I had to keep my head on a swivel since I had no mirrors. I swung by the old skool coffee joint where all the old timers bring their bikes for show and tell. I love their strange mixture of smells; gasoline, coffee, leather, metal, and rubber. If you could bottle it, it would have to be called whisper adrenaline. Quietly getting you going, riding something so loud and fast, yet so relaxing. But here's to a good day! Check out the new mirrors(whenever I get them).