So there she was, sitting right in front of the store amongst all the flashy new BMWs, Triumphs, Ducatis, and Aprilias. There was just something about her that spoke to me….probably something along the lines of: "Now Dave, you know you can't afford that $18,000 Ducati; and besides, she'll eat you for lunch. I may be an old German woman with a big rear end, but I'll treat you right!"
