"Ah, common ground." Paul flashed his now habitual grin. "I have an old 1966 Thunderbird that I left back in the States. Didn't know the best way to bring it over, and there wasn't time to make arrangements for it. Besides, it only adds to the legend. Lone hero riding in, righting a grievous wrong, and riding off into the sunset...<br/><br/>"Besides that, bikes are sweet."