When I was a kid I rode a bike with a banana seat and a sissy bar and mini apes, only my engine was not an evo, it was my scabby knees and my motorcycle fueled imagination. These days I ride a softail deuce Harley Davidson, and it is the key to my relative sanity. Money doesn't buy happiness but it does buy a Harley, and I have never seen a sad biker. My baby took a spill, thanks to an oblivious driver, and I took her to Quicks. Awesome bike shop. The counter people were friendly, knowledgeable and sympathetic . The parts I wanted were not in stock, but they came in, uh, Quickly. They did an outstanding job start to finish, and I recommend them far and away above our local dealership. They are good, Quicks is great. I am back on the road and smiling all the way! read more