A Day in My NYC found me… This is her story about her first ride. We all remember the feeling that we had either as a first time passenger or rider, and how the wind and the sun, the roar of the engine, gets into your blood. It’s like a drug, it’s like love… It’s a therapy that money can not buy!

Thanks to Patty for letting me share her story!

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    • It was my pleasure. Thanks for giving me the opportunity to give my readers the chance to think back to the first time they saddled up. Many happy safe travel my NYC friend.

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