American West. This is the American West. Nothing captures the American spirit and dream more accurate than owning a motorcycle. Or, a firearm.
You don’t even actually have to purchase one. Just teasing at the idea that you can literally sell everything you own and ride into the sunset is a temptation that all true Americans have contemplated at least once.
Which, brings me to the point of actually posting. For the last few years, I’ve always been charmed at the thought of owning a motorcycle. It’s just in recent days that I’ve come to face to face with the truth: I like the idea of owning a motorcycle more than actually owning one.
Someday, maybe.
