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Today after work I installed a new GPS for my bike. The GPS you see up there is the old one, and the new one that replaces it is already on there.

It struck me as I was wiring things up that I had took apart the top side of the motorcycle and I hadn’t really had a brain cell fire. It was almost like auto pilot. Above I’m two electrical connectors and two hoses away from having the gas tank completely off.

That’s good and bad. Good that it’s becoming easier. I can rip into the bike with little to no fear. Bad since as I lose the sense of fear I can get complacent. It’s a constant struggle to make sure that the work I do on the bike is as good as it possibly can be. But the other up side is that as I’m getting better at wrenching I have less of a chance to bugger things up big tim.