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My name is Jack and this is a story about what happened to me after moving into my new place and meeting this woman named Erin. I was inside unpacking boxes last Friday night when I heard the familiar rumble of a Harley roar up. I briskly walked out front figuring one of my buddies had come over to check out the new place, but had to glance around when I found the street empty. In the driveway across the street was parked a beautiful Fatboy, but I couldn't see anyone around and figured the guy had already gone inside. I returned to my unpacking duties with a grin, for I had gotten lucky enough to rent a place with a fellow Harley rider living nearby. That would help in meeting people since I was new to the area. It would only be a matter of time until he and I crossed paths and I hoped since we both had bikes we'd be able to become friends, too. Well, as it turned out I was at least half right...

The following morning I woke up earlier than normal due to the newness of the place, strange noises and all that. I decided to wheel out my Harley and give it a good wash, since I hadn't had a chance to wash it for a couple of weeks because of the move. After an hour I was nearly done, when I heard that rumble from across the street again. Turning quickly, I watched the guy ride the Fatboy down the driveway, stopping just before the sidewalk. He shut it off, dropped the stand and returned to the house to drag out his own garden hose. Looked like my idea was catching on. As I watched, I was surprised by how young he looked (15?) to own such a great bike. ‘Man oh man, kids these days' I ...

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