It's been one year, seven months, and 15 days since I first took a wrench to this bike, armed only with some book learning, some automobile experience, a rough idea of what I wanted, and whatever the Internet could provide.
Many of those moments have been difficult and at two points during this build I left the project to sit more than a month. At one point, I even destroyed some expensive and very important components and quite literally shed tears of anger and frustration at my own incompetence.
But after riding this thing down the road this evening, I can honestly say that every hard-earned dollar, every blood-splattered minute, every sweat-soaked turn of the wrench, and every tear-stained, hair-pulling problem has been worth it. I'm almost sad it's over. But to be honest, I can't do anything but smile after rolling on the throttle and hearing those pipes sing the song I've written.
I suspect this project will never truly been done, but for now, she's in a pretty good spot. Sure, she's a bit set in her ways and it takes her a while to warm up to my insistent advances, but I don't think I'd respect her as much if she didn't. But in the end, we both want the same thing and once she has warmed up a bit, she's a real screamer. I expect more than one person can tell when we're both having a damn good time.