But Motorcycle, thou are no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o' Motorcycle an' Men,
Gang aft agley,
An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain,
For promis'd joy!
-Robert Burns ( minus the motorcycle bit, they weren't around in the 1700's)
Truer words have yet to be spoken and over the past week I have learned that life is what happens while your busy making other plans. So lets start from the beginning, Sven gets a shiny new toy. Yes, as I'm sure ...