Yes, I went and did it.

I purchased a motorcycle.

For roughly 59-cents. (Blogger, nor anyone else, offers up the actual “cents” symbol systemic during the 50s and 60s. Good luck with that.)

It’s a fairly new Yamaha TW 200, a 2010 model, which came perfectly stock.

Here is what a factory TW 200 looks like:

Mine is very similar.

Because I couldn’t truck it up from its point of delivery in Roseville, I had to ride it up to my cabin in the Fornicalia mountains over back roads I’d never considered, over routes I’d ignored.

And, during that, knowing that the bike was so terribly new as to not yet been over its 600-mile first service. Meaning: I had to treat it with kid gloves.

It struggled to reach 50 mph. 55 mph made me wince. I couldn’t remotely envision this bike making 60 or 65 mph though people have said it can be done.

On the other hand, the bike made me grin like