It's not as bad as it sounds. I was in the driveway getting ready to Cruise on the Boulevard when it started wobbling. Before I knew it the bike began falling to the right. One thing lead to another and I was looking up at the sky. It was in slow motion and the bike wasn't scratched. The only thing bruised was my ego. I laid there for a few moments. Got up and proceeded to get it upright. UGH! It barely budged. Once again with gusto! It just laid there like a dead horse.
This looks like a job for Neighborman. He helped me get it up and asked no questions.
I started it up and was on my way but disquieted and with butterflies in my stomach.
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