2014 Santa Cruz V10C, new dollar figure!!!

There was a time, long, long ago when I would have done anything to have a gal who rode aggressively, wanted to jump, wanted to shred the gnar and geeked out on bikes. Be careful what you wish for matey's, be careful. She loved this descending angel but then I let her foolishly try another darker steed and wouldn't you know it? She became obsessed. A lesser man would have got jealous, maybe have even felt inadequate but not yours truly! I thought to myself BOSS!!!!! This chickadee kicks butt and I'm gonna love her forever and ever until my little heart stops beating and my peabrain stops functioning. And although this is all very much true I have a nagging feeling that I may have pushed the situation past my comfort zone. I mean I still feel faster, I clear more jumps but gosh darned it she looks more satisfied at the end of the day. It doesn't matter the locale, the weather or the poop talking we shared on the way up the hill either. She like's a murdered out, bigger framed and bigger hooped machine than this one so I must concede to my loves wishes and get her a newer 27.5 large V10 in all black because that's just how she rolls. I must admit that although it has been lady ridden it is not without flaws. As with many Santa Cruz's the frame protection has peeled at the corners, there is some light cable rub and some blemishes from a shuttle pad on the down tube but I can assure you that this humdinger is still a sexy beast for a boy or a girl, maybe even others and I should leave it at that. The shock will be reused on her new frame and for some reason I have yet to procure a new one but I most certainly look for a stunner or feel free to make an offer with the hopes you have one yourself. Thanks for reading and I wish you had something better to do than suffer through my bile of a story.