I have no idea why he would do such a thing, but Greg decided to sell his BMW 1200RS. See, I get emotionally attached to motorcycles, even motorcycles that aren't mine. This bike was sleek and fast with lots of cool features like anti-lock brakes. I hated to see it go.
The guy who bought the bike seemed like a really nice guy. Of course he wanted to ride the bike before buying so Greg suggested a ride to Ernie's Tin Bar. Which I consider a brilliant sales ploy. So after a couple of beers, the big Beemer was history.