by Tracy Durcholz
Me and My Red Sporty
It was the summer of my Junior year in High School when I got interested in motorcycle riding, partly because my boyfriend at the time and his family were all Harley riders, so they decked me out in Harley gear and I rode on the back of my then boyfriends Sportster with him. He never let me drive it, even though I knew how to drive anything with a clutch. We broke up a couple months after and we continued to be friends until we both got busy and slowly drifted apart. We talked every now and then and he would always ask me what I was going to do with all the Harley clothes I had, since I don't have a bike. I told him I had planned on keeping it because I'm gonna purchase my own bike (at the time I wasn't serious). He told me there was no way I would be able to buy a Harley since I haven't been saving up or planned on getting one until then. I told him he would regret saying that. I picked up two part-time jobs after school and started saving up as much as I could afford, and it took me about 10 months to do it but I surprised him when I called and told him that I was interested in buying his Harley (He put his Sportster up for sale because he purchased a Harley Softail). My dad (had no idea) but was impressed when he came home to see a red Harley Sportster parked right outside of the garage. I'm now a Senior in High School and ride my bike when its sunny even if it's 40 degrees out, I love the feel of the wind in my face, I feel free like nothing could stop me and just knowing that I did something that I thought I couldn't do makes me proud. You can do anything you set your mind on doing.