It finally happened! My God!

Got my Magna (my motorcycle's name), assembled it, tonight I'm going to arrange all my boxes and bags, and in the morning, an early race to the north of Alaska. All of Magna arrived just fine, but it looks like they came thru the sky via a very shitty road, or they landed it on the corn field…. She has some scratches in two places, pretty bad… On the tank, two scratches all the way to the metal. Plus Customs tore apart all the plastic that on the metal box…

Now it's not so cool… L Then I assemble my baby all together and started my trip in America. From Airport to the house. By GPS…(Geographic Position System).

Rules in the States are cool - they don't have a right of way to go. Whoever comes to the intersection first goes first. J And everyone is waving with their hand - like go, like, I'll let you.... And at night, I'm asking, how? Waving too? At night, I've been told, you flash your headlights… J And no one, nobody… all going at a good speed, but lines are not changing. I feel very melancholy… It will take me time to get used to such things. That is it, tomorrow is a heavy day...

Today someone asked me: "Is this Harley?" J Ok It's started…. Russia and America - brothers forever!

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