Wild Motorcycle Tales Here's a great story from Jan Pineda. Got your own story? Send it to me. CHIPs Galore When my first husband and I were married back in 1968 in California, our only mode of transportation was a BSA Victor 441. It was great fun, but not very convenient for transporting groceries home from the store. Once when I was holding a bag of groceries in each arm and trying to hang onto him for dear life at the same time, we hit a bump and a bag of Fritos flew out of the bag. Dave pulled over and I intended to run back and pick it up, but a passing car hit the bag and chips went flying all over the road. We laughed, but it was sad at the same time since we couldn't afford to buy another bag! -- Jan Pineda
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