Chris's Midlife Crisis

In the middle of my midlife crisis I bought a beautiful little 650 Yamaha Silverado.  She was a pretty little thing and I refreshed my riding skills on her.  Silvie scooped up all the smiles left on the roadside and pasted them on my face.   

Everyone wanted to sit on Sylvie, even if the sound of the throttle made them shiver a little and cling very hard to the person in front of them.  It was a no-pretend vroom vroom sort of experience.  Sometimes reality CAN be better than fantasy.  I was pretty certain of that and so were the little people.
Then there was this blonde chick.  A very experienced dirt biker, once she straddled Sylvie she was forever converted to street riding. Infact, I almost damaged my bike prying her hands off the grips.  Nasty little thing. "Back off!  Get your own sandwich!"