I have heard there are riders who actually need to replace their tires due to age, instead of simply wearing them out. I can't imagine such a lifestyle, but I've also heard I'm a special case when it comes to riding.
Anyway, last night I picked up the Vespa, which had been in the shop getting new feet. As soon as I walked in, the person at the service desk said "You'll be glad to know your bike is actually ready today."
I couldn't exactly say what it is, but vehicles - even cages - just seem to run better with brand new tires. New tires on a motorcycle are especially wonderful, of course, because the simplicity of the machines. Tires are probably the most important part on a motorcycle, though a functional motor and a seat are awfully nice to have. And there isn't a whole lot to insulate the rider from the tires on a bike. Crappy tires make for crappy rides.
The ride home from the shop was like gliding along smooth ice on sharp skates. It was so nice, in fact, I decided I should really bring the Vespa to work today. You know, just to keep it exercised. And I've got to scrub in the tires, after all.
And because an ear to ear grin is a good way to start a Friday.