$10,200
Plainfield, Indiana
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$10,200 2994 miles.Ducati quick shift.Termi slip on.Carbon fiber hugger.Asv levers.Ducati performance seat and factory seat.Ducati performance rear cowl and passenger seat.Sw-motech touch less tank bag.Pit boss paddock stand included.Oberon clutch slave cylinder.All service up to date and done by ducati Indianapolis. All the doodads were also installed by the dealership.Als ride in my honor :// /als-benefit/“Veolare senza ali” is Italian for “flight without wings”. Perhaps it aptly describes the unexplainable draw I feel to motorcycles and all they represent. It’s the unbridled freedom of movement, surfing the cusp of death where engineering and skill reign in the chaos around you. Propelled, you stay alive through training and faith in your own abilities. Being in control and connected to mortality.In 1977, when my father took me for my first ride on his amazing RD350, and again each time since then when I swing my leg over a bike, motorcycles set me free. Without fail I become the image that rests in the back of my head, hiding. We all have it, the image of who we want to be, but aren’t because of circumstance. A motorcycle releases that me. No motorcycle has stirred my soul more than the Ducati Streetfighter and the raw, visceral, explosive growl it throws in its wake. I’ve owned other brands of bikes but I’ve never felt so openly welcomed by a company as with Ducati, and in turn by the Indianapolis Ducati Club, Idesmo. From the magnificent showing and rider care experience Ducati presented at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway during the MotoGP races, to the Indianapolis Ducati dealership’s monthly cook outs, Ducati is a family in Indiana.I’m 47. It’s July, 2016. I was diagnosed with ALS in January 2016, and I’ve gone from a strong, independent back woods hiker to wheelchair-bound, unable to hold a fork, with a failing ability to speak. But I can say I’ve never been happier in my life. It’s because I’m witness to my family and friends pulling together and being able to experience an unbridled, generous kind of love I’ve never known… For the first time, I love life and all of its flavors. If you know someone with this disease, I’d say to live the best life you can and show them that they are still the strong vibrant person to you that they have always been. It’s not the dying that hurts the soul… It’s feeling like a burden to the people who relied on you for so much for so long. It’s the feeling of helplessness. Keep that in mind maybe, and rejoice for every moment. Life is beautiful. Love is beautiful. Motorcycles are beautiful and I happened to love a crimson Italian beauty called Streetfighter that showed me, and still shows me, how to live
