Nights You Remember
Fresh gas.  I had a small screwdriver in my pocket, so I adjusted the carb and idle, and the motor was running perfectly.  I rode around for about 3 hours that night, hardly stopping.  The weather was perfect.  Nobody around at 11:30pm - just me and the city lights - and a 1965 XLCH.
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