Sounds like my old Buell Ulysses with 140,000 on it. The thing stranded me 3X in two months, time to let the old thing go and move on.
The penultimate break down was kind of creepy: it popped a belt right as a monster storm was moving in so I went down an embankment into the woods to make a phone call and get away from the hightway traffic. I make my call and look up and there's a guy up in a tree with a compound bow watching me. Okay, time to go...