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Back in the 70's I rode most of one winter in the Great White North. 20 below F was actually warmer than usual. The bike(1975 Suzuki RV 125)sat outside all night while I was at work. It always started every morning.
Not my choice of ride but better than the bus(cheaper and faster). My van had a rotted out radiator and money was really tight.
I have some spine chilling memories to say the least but I never had a mishap. Thanks to my Guardian Angel.
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