This is a very nice diner. For one, it's on this beautiful mountain road and the view is gorgeous. Secondly, the food is soo good. You can just tell that it's one of those family built and ran places. It's homey, and cosy and I am defiantly coming back here some time soon.

I sit up on my chair in the dinner as I hear a relatively loud engine on the road up here and peaking through the window I can make out a real bike. I'm not sure which model, but it's clearly a strong engine. Hmm, I don't know if I'd ever upgrade out of the Super Cub. It's a comfy bike.

I watch as the biker parks their bike and looks over to my Super Cub. Uh... Well, I'm done eating, so I might as well head out. I get up, I already paid before the food arrived, and walk over to my ride.

"Eh... It's a Honda Super Cub."