We Love the Smell Diesel in the Morning



On our way to the Davenport Vintage Motorcycle Swap meet back in September, we pull into a remote BP station in the middle of nowhere Iowa for some much needed refueling. And while listening to the crickets singing, we notice the crusty diesel pump color coded with the corn field to the west. BAM! THERE IT WAS IN ALL ITS GLORY!
It made our day.



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