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Libra left the shop early.She wore her favorite riding gear, a dark turtleneck shirt and heavy kakhi pants, with a long coat that reached her knees.The outfit looked like something a World War II bike messenger would wear.Topped with a 'shorty' style helmet, a muffler, and riding goggles she looked the part in every way.
The Victory rode ecspecially smooth that day, it's four-cylinder engine purred like a contented kitten.As she pulled onto the main rode through town, her appearance was greeted by stares of awe and disbeleif.The bike growled into the gas station, Mim's, in a fog of light morning steam from the dew on the exhaust.