My True Love...

Dear Bonnepan, I know your have been questioning our relationship lately. With my recent rash of unexpected sport bike purchases I would expect you to feel this way. Let me assure you my love, no other has come between us. I could never do without your salt induced surface rust, your unbelievably uncomfortable seating position, your shin cracking compression ratio, the way you drain my bank account every August or your total lack of a proper kickstand, not to mention the worst brakes I have ever felt in my entire riding career. No my little meadow daisy - you are The ONE and will aways be The ONE.