Twas the night before a bike build, when all through the shop,
Not an employee was patient, not even the boss.
The build list was prepped and chosen with care,
In hopes of the pimpest Rampant, a crowd would be there.
The boys in the shop were cheering with glee,
While I had a vision of A-Line whips....me, just me.
The Straightlines were fitted and the Gamut adjusted,
I'm glad Ian the best mechanic was the one who I trusted.
I sprang to my rig, and gave it a whistle,
With a weigh in of 30lbs I knew she was a missle.
And I heard it whisper back, "You built me right."
OMG, what a build night!
