P.M.S. Sufferer

THERE, I've said it, I suffer from PMS. I cannot help it. It is not my fault. It's this dang city I live in. Unless you're just crazy out of your mind and love the weather, you too probably suffer from a severe case of PMS. You a motorcyclist? Then of course you suffer from it...PARKED MOTORCYCLE SYNDROME. I mean, come on, how many days straight can it rain? My poor little bike has sat, and sat, and sat, and... you get the point. She is so lonely. She wishes she had been born a row boat or a jet ski, then she'd be more useful at present.
Well, Annie is in for a huge surprise. If you notice Annie's hideous exhaust (sorry Annie, it really is hideous) I just ordered a new sexy exhaust. I ordered singles - Cobra slashcut drag pipes. My baby's gonna be a drag queen! Aww... Oh, she's gonna purr like a lion instead of a kitten. I have been requested to remove the baffles when I put on the new pipes. So, say goodbye to my hearing...Annie's gonna be LOUD!

I'm hoping that the rain will let up for a day or two once the pipes come in so I can get a bit of work done on her and to her. I'm going to install the new exhaust and do an airbox mod so she can hopefully cure her asthma. She has a horrible case and her inhalers don't seem to be working. I also need to install a signal tripper and the rest of her blue LED lights with the master controller box. Once those things are done, it's time to go in to the shop for a rejetting. YAY!

I think I should have a contest with myself to see if there is anything else left on this bike to chrome beyond the tank, tins, and seat. I bet I can find something :) An even more exciting contest would be to challenge Amy to see if she can put more chrome on her bike than I have on my bike. Hmm... wheels in head are starting to turn. (Someone get the WD40, we got a squeaker here!)