Hello all, I had to take a break from the news and meditate on something more pleasing. So here’s a few thoughts on my 2018 Roadmaster. As for me and my ride, Shiny paint and chrome please, With red my preferred color, For the Ironhorse between my knees. Awaken my soul with some leather, It’ll soften the miles, Add some oak and some walnut, It’ll bring on some smiles. For the Indian rider, A vintage look can be found, And his ears can be filled, With the thunderstroke sound. Oh such a sweet rumble, Out of the pipes of the 111, Like a chorus of angels, From the throne room of heaven. Roadmaster windshield and fairings, Make the riding pocket divine, Heated seat and grips make miles easy, On these old bones of mine. Set the cruise, crank the music, Stretch your legs out, enjoy your time, For the ride on this Indian is truly refined. One thing about bikers, Is that most take the time, To make their ride unique, Yet still respect mine.