Couldn't sit still thinking about that baahgin in New Hampshaa, so I took a ride over. When I got there, parked next to the Raider was a beautiful Big Dog chopper. You could tell from the dust on the Raider and the shine on the Big Dog which one was cared for. And so that's the new story. He's selling the Raider because he can pick up more chicks with the Big Dog and won't be needing the Red S anymore. When I tell my wife about this deal, I think I'll leave that part out. I still smell a rat somewhere.