“George, stop jumping on the Nuke.”

The ride out to SLC was fast and the Honda Magna did very well.  Save for one small detail.  I had thought that the seat was just fine.   Unfortunately on an extended ride, the seat becomes a torture worse than water-boarding.   The 100 mile range per tank is more than enough.  Because at about 60 miles, you have to get off that seat and get some blood back into the buttocks.

At Crusader HQ, I dropped off my ATI Commander for some slicking up and for a new finish… Cerakote.  In Battleship Grey.    We got the Grey Cerakote in for our customer, who I still can’t reveal.  But the color is awesome.  After talking with Joe and twisting his arm, he agreed to come with, on a little adventure.    I had  a mission.

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