Another Monday, another week of rainy commuting ahead. I actually considered walking this morning to avoid getting my nice clean swingarm dirty. A little bit crazy, I know, but the act of cleaning the machine creates a bond with it. A protective relationship that means taking it out in such horrid conditions causes guilt. I really have to get over this. Who knows where it may end ?

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