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A couple hundred miles later, I saw a bird fly in around the front left turn signal and disappear. Didn't even feel a thump. Figured I was gonna have a mess wedged somewhere the next time we stopped.
When we stopped for gas, nada. Then somebody asked me if I'd hit a bird. Apparently, it just arced up and over the bike, and they saw it from the back. I figure the old girl just chewed it up and spit it out. She's still got some attitude, apparently.
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Just another damn "Dave" 
Decidedly unpleasant, does not play well with others.
Fluent in Pidgin Cigar Spanish.
 
*Usual manly disclaimer applies, if applicable.
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