Very... I don't know. It captures... well, the motorbike, I suppose. VERY well done.

This captures Sirius perfectly. Good job!

Amazing. Captures Sirius perfectly. *Favorites!* (Don't ya see I love your stories?) :)

*Pie to the izzle*

Oh... what a gorgeous fic! It's so... well, as a lover of motorcycles myself, I can't help but find this fic terribly true!! I love the line about wings!!

Ohh, that's lovely. I especially love the comparisons between the motorbike and women, which sounds exactly like what Sirius would think.

The beginning was perfect, exactly what the story needed to set things off, you know what I mean?

I love this story to no end. Very nice job.

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This is great!! I love it!!
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Beautiful as ever. You make us feel for the old man we don't "know" as much as for the characters we do. And your Sirius is - I was going to say flawless, but he is clearly flawed, so that is wrong - written flawlessly, is what I mean I think. And I love Hagrid's reaction to the bike too.

:D You write Sirius like no one else! He is reckless, dangerously sexy but real...
Nice idea writing about the bike, giving her a personality of it's own... Giving it to Harry was a good moove! I liked this. Favorited.

I love Sirius' bike...actually, I think I just love Sirius.

I like the way you end this fic. I can see Harry loving the bike, because it's something of his godfather's, but I can't see him needing it, or loving it for himself. Maybe in 5th year... :)
Rach

Sirius/motorbike fic... the one and only. Beautiful. Sad, in that way that any Sirius/cannon fanfic is, and in other ways but still, I liked it much.

GREAT FIC! I love it, especially the ending, which seemed especially poignant. Please WRITE MORE SOON!

What a wonderful little piece of canon to pull out. The bike, as she's handed down from one to another to another, and then finally left as she's found...

And then it turns into an allegory for the kind of freedom Our Hero was looking for over the span of seven books and 10 readers' years.

Bottle that gift you have, Merry. You'll make a mint selling it.