So last night while we were eating we decided my Mother and Father in-law, Grandson and his fiance, Trina and myself would go for a bike ride today. Grandson says he has a fuel leak on his 1994 Honda shadow VLX well I say just bring it over and early and we will look at it so he shows up at 0700 and we had to replace the fuel line put the tank back on and he is ready. the in-laws show up and have breakfast and off we go but wait where is the in-laws at, he calls me on the phone and tells me the battery is dead so I ask the usual question is the kill switch on and I hear it crack up. we go about two miles and stop so everyone can top off with gas. then his bike will not turn over I say check the switch, nope that's not the problem and my grandson says mine won't crack with the kick stand down and my father-in-law turns a pretty shade of red, yep put the kick stand up and the bike fired right up. As if this was not enough about five miles down the road I tell Trina her Mother is falling a sleep she says no she is just talking to her Dad and I say no they have intercom she does not have to lean forward something is wrong so I speed up to catch them and Wayne has reached back and was trying to catch her. He got stopped and I ran up and held her on the bike so he could let go and get off, she had past out. well to shorten an already long story a few days ago the doctor added another pill to her smorgasbord of pills and her blood pressure had dropped. we sent the grandson to get our car and got her home. thank goodness she is back up and telling us what to do again so all is well. I think the next time I want to ride I'll not tell anyone.