We called her Moped, because that´s what she is, a moped.
Ok, maybe a big, loud and powerful, not to forget beautiful one.
None the less a moped.
And it was her name.
Her name is "Maggie" now, not due to The Simpsons but in the style of The Iron Lady.
R said, well, she´s old, too, iron, ok, and well, a tad incontinent, leaking oil as every true Harley does ;-)
Weird she has a "real" name now.
R repeated again: The offer still stands, Ingo can visit and ride her.
Sadly without me, due to the new single saddle... but, alas, my eyes and my fear keep me off her anyways.
Honestly?
In my heart she´ll always be "our Moped".
It was the right thing to let her go, to give her to R especially.
May I share a tear anyways?
Maggie...
3 comments:
Maggie somehow seems appropriate. ;-)
I think it's cute when people give their cars, boats or bikes a name.
At least you're welcome to ride it, or at least Ingo is...
Yes, well, we used the name Moped as her name, so it is strange.
Sadly Ingo says he won´t ride her without me...
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