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Mister Mac

Well, I named my bike. Now I just have to wait until it gets here.
Is it completely absurd I feel like I'm cheating on Doc Jones? I can't throw him away...I just can't. Chris and I are building a new bike together from some of his parts and naming it Junior Jones, in loving memory.
Anyway, this new bike is completely worthy of taking the Doc's place...it's ridiculous how nice of a bike it is. I'm completely smitten once again.

And how cute is the name Mister Mac?
Mister Mac Mac Mac all dressed in black black black...
or Mac Attack
...Mac the Tarmac
Hit the road Mac!

I have something about giving my bikes surnames...so I have to continue with that. Doctor Jones...Mister Mac...
I like the nicknames that come along with it. I can just say, "the Mister and I are going out for a spin." just like I used to say, "Bonding with the Doctor."
It adds mystery.

I can't WAIT to welcome Mister Mac to his new home!

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