In what feels like the fastest act ever performed by the Department of Motor Vehicles, my title has arrived, along with my certificate for planned non-operation. Somewhere an angel is getting it's wings.
Now that I officially own the bike, I have one fewer excuse for not beginning work. The final one is rapidly being resolved--we are scheduled to close escrow on our new house on the 11th, and I will finally have room of my own to work in. After we move in, it will be time to buckle down and attack this thing.