A Indian
When you cross that line of young to middle age and understand.
when you buy an Indian and dress her the way you see fit
When you control her the way she was meant to be controlled
when you feel that rush as she trust forward will all her might
When your rubber lays flat on the ground when she is wet
when you finally park her in that box
When you reflect the joy and adventures she provides
when you know she is worth the cost
When you are happy you bought that Indian Motorcycle

















