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ind of a suspect heading, I know, but I assure you, my
intentions are nothing but of the purest kind.
It's been two weeks since I landed in this fine land,
after my wife Annabelle and I decided Sydney life was grow-
ing stale. A dream job at Cycle News beckoned. And to my
surprise, so did a date with an Indian.
But it's not the kind of date that would see me in the divorce
court quicker than a hangover with Charlie Sheen. This
Indian Chief Vintage would become our transport while we
settled into our new digs, got used to the surroundings, to the
people, to life in the USA. There're worse ways to get around.
