Well the choice was ride the last 300 miles by myself or load up my bike and RV it with Di and Terry. So I said why not roll out like a yuppie headed to Sturgis.
The third bike in the trailer was a trick though. I had to pull the floorboards off my bike to clear the axle of their bikes.
"Oh, that uh, that there's an RV. Clark. But, don't you go falling in love with it now."
I should have bought one of those cassettes. The FM wasn't working and so Terry's XM modulator rig wouldn't work either, but the company was great.