So it’s a beautiful day here in St Louis, 55 and sunny! Get home from work, change clothes realize that we have a few hours of sunlight left and I have the house to myself.

I spend the time cleaning and fixing a few things and decide to push my old 71 CB500 out, charge the battery ad give it a spring once over. The battery charger comes out I hook it up and it doesn’t look promising, I think the old non-sealed lead acid battery has probably died (this one lasted longer than usual at 4 years!).

So I just decide to leave it on trickle charge and go about my business. Now I’m inside answering some emails and hear a crash out in the garage. I figure a critter got into the garage and knocked something but as I go out to check I see the bike on its side...

Fuck...

I tip it back up and clean off the gas that was leaking out of the tank and see the broken left control.

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The kickstand had sunk into the soft driveway more than I expected and off-balanced the bike and down it went.

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Well off to ebay it is...