Ya know...I just love it when people wanna do my job for me. I guess I'm chosen to spread the chopper Gospel...and sum daze it feels like the sermon has gone outta me. Then I guy like Gabe sends me these pix and writes a whole buncha cool stuff about his chopper and I'm back on the stump. Or...I'm out in the damn cold garage lookin' at the softail and going "hmmmmm"....