A good friend of mine died at age 54. I knew him for 30 years and all that time he rode older, beat to death bikes that he simply kept in service with repairs. His family had prepared the memorial and viewing, and in it they included the grail bike he got the summer before. Seeing that bike standing out in the room alone as a lone star, shut my mouth real quick. His son inherited his bike stuff, and the Italian Stallion hangs on a wall. Still would like the bike in my stable, but I do believe it is serving his son quite well in its current state.