Having owned two BMW motorcycles and having had major repairs on both, one would think I'd sour on the marque. The R1150R's final drive blew out near Boise--the repair process made more dramatic by the Boise BMW dealership botching the job, which had to be repeated by BMWOR. The RS required a top-end rebuild at 25,000 miles. Then the clutch took a crap outside Yakima last summer.
I wrote the craigslist ad, never ran it.
I finally recognized my dysfunctional relationship with the RS. It's like having an extremely beautiful, brilliant, fun girlfriend who's addicted to prescription drugs. Things are beyond great until she absconds with my credit cards and disappears for two weeks. But I take her back, because--I love her so much.
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