So beautiful they can make a grown man (or woman) cry.
They’re finely crafted sculpture on two wheels.

We’re blessed to live fairly close to a vintage motorcycle museum. (I only wish we could get Frequent Motorcycle Drooler points with each visit.)

Every time we go, we spend the whole day there.

I sigh with happiness, and take a million photos.

You’re about to see some of them.

I dare you to pick a favorite out of these beauties!

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