Ha! Ya'll thought Ol' Maudie got out run, didn't 'ya? Not a chance! Had another day of absolutely fantastic Ridin' in the Sunshine State. Tried to hook-up with BLM777, but phone-tag won out. Anyway, after a day of hard, and I mean hard ridin', Mr. & Mrs. Barringer took us to their beautiful home and introduced us to their precious pups, and talking parrots. Harry talks to the dogs in German, and they obey his commands immediately. Gettinold' will have to tell ya'll about that show, right Dave? That said, when we decided to leave the Barringer Estate, Maudie wouldn't start. I said WTF? I just knew it was the battery, 'cause OTIS kept tellin' me to change it out, as it is the one Maudie was born with. Harry got the Hot-Starter, and we jumped the Ol' Girl with Harry screamin' "Hurry up Hubbard! Let's get it to the Harley Shop before it shuts the EFI down!" So imagine, here we are tryin' to get the seat back on, and that little friggin' screw behind the seat would not take thread, the Motor is runnin', and Harry screamin', "Hurry up Man!" Then Dave says, "Let's just put in the trailer, and haul it up there." Which, BTW, was probably the most practical thing to do, but NOOOOOOOOOOOO, not me, I was ridin' this bi##h 'till it won't run at all. So.......we took off. Harry says, "Cut your Driving Lights off!", and we run like bats out of hell to the HD-Dealer, Harry does business with. I experienced a spark of hope when I saw the amp or volt meter, what ever the hell it is, rise up to 12. I was confident a new battery would heal Her up, but that hope went away when we got to Seminole HD, and the old Girl was lifeless. It was already about 6:15, and I didn't want to leave my Ride overnight. Harry talked to those guys for me, and while Dave and I were standin' there chewin' the fat, they rolled the Ol' Girl back in the shop. I'm all nervous and chit, thinkin' about all those wires OTIS tied together for my "hd-dude", LED lights, and all that rigg-er-ma-roe for the compressor for the air horns. Then, here comes "Nate", the service writer, and says, "We installed a new battery, which you needed anyway, but it's your "Stator ", that has failed. It was around 6:30, now. I told him to go ahead and fix it, and asked how long would it take to fix it. He told me he had to check and see if they had it, and he would let me know. I'm a "Wild Man", now. Then, Harry comes out of the Shop, and attempts to sit down on the curb, and forgets he has the stubby "Phillips-Head", screwdriver in his hip pocket, and "OUCH!" I try to help him, and he says, "NO! Don't pull me!" He finally gets up, unscathed, and we're back to pacing. Nate appears, and informs me they have the Stator, and I instruct him to proceed, with the question, "Think you can git-er-dun by closing time?" "We'll try", he said. So then hogasm shows up with a pretty lady, and everybody decided we needed to go eat. Harry went 2-up with Michelle, and Michelle let me ride her "Pumpkin", to Supper. That was nice. I declined at first, 'cause I just don't cotton to ridin' another person's Motorsickle, or lettin' someone ride mine. There are only 3 people who have ever ridden Ol' Maudie. Neal Taylor, OTIS, and BLM777. Then, Harry said he and Michelle would take offense if I didn't, so I did. That "Pumpkin", seemed so agile, as opposed to Ol' Maudie. So..........we all went to eat, had a Great time with Mr. and Mrs. UnBaLaNcEd, Mr. & Mrs. Gettinold', and hogasm and his Lady. Got back to the HD Shop around 8:00, and they were wipin' the Ol' Girl down. All fixed, and ready to roll! We didn't do 95 0n I-95, but we damn sure did 104 on I-4, several times. Thanks, Harry and Michelle, Mr. and Mrs. Gettinold', and Brian and your Lady friend, for laying with me until I was Home safe. That's what it's all about. A Friend in need, is a Friend indeed. There endeth the lesson. Later--HUBBARD