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CaptainCrunch said:When I was in my late teens, my BSA/Triumph fanatic dad traded some work to a bar owner buddy of his for a '78 or '79 Yamaha XS650 ("best British twin I ever saw", he frequently declared). I probably put 5000 miles on it tearing all over the backroads of Michigan for an entire summer. My mother hated every second of it, but I was spellbound. I left the bike when I moved out (couldn't swipe my old man's chariot), but I never forgot. Fast forward past 18 years of "Uhhh, maaaybe someday" and "So you mean you plan to buy one after I DUMP YOU AND YOU'RE LIVING IN A CARDBOARD BOX?" girlfriends. I was just shy of my 35th birthday, which is how old my dad was when I (3rd of 4) was born and he was forced to sell his Porsche 356C (the old man had good taste). I was reading a story of a forum mate who had just gotten back into motorcycling at the age of 78, who joked "Well, I spent a lifetime waiting to get younger so I could get a bike. Turns out I just needed to get old enough to start forgetting I wasn't 18 and never would be again." I basically marched out to the living room and loudly announced to my dear and loving wife "EXCUSE ME HONEY I'M THINKING ABOUT BUYING A MOTORCYCLE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE I'M BASICALLY GOING TO DO IT ASAP I THINK A LOAN SHOULD BE PRETTY EASY TO GET I'LL PROBABLY ACTUALLY DIE IF I DON'T BUY ONE SOON THANKS FOR UNDERSTANDING YOU'RE A REALLY NICE LADY."
Three weeks later I was the proud owner of a Bavarian Tractor - a 1976 BMW R75/6 with a '78 R100S engine swap. This Teutonic farm implement allows me to accelerate from 0-60 in a very competitive time for a city bus. The handling rivals an unusually agile fat man on roller blades. The braking is almost better than just falling over. It's the perfect "Don't-make-the-wife-too-nervous" bike simply because it's fun-but-not-TOO-fun, comfortable on the passenger seat, and built to be taken apart and put back together on a lift while accomplishing nothing besides drinking beer.
There are other bikes I'd really love to own (Ducati 900SS, Vespa w/sidecar, Harley 48, MV Agusta Brutale, first-gen KTM Duke, etc) but I cannot ever foresee not owning this. It's probably the most honest mechanical thing I've ever met.
To all the negative nellys in this thread. Yes, we know. Riding a motorcyle is not as risk-free as watching "American Idol" while laying on the couch eating a BigMac ValueMeal and writing out a WalMart shopping list and filling my Depends. But the bum tickers that run in my dad's family are statistically what's going to kill me, not idly farting my bike up the Lake Michigan shoreline to the Wisconsin border on my MURDERSICKLE.
Kirk,Mr B said:I built it from a wide assortment of 70 to 100 year old parts with new bits in between- It’s fragile and slow, and I spent as much time fixing it as I do riding it...
Never the less it’s the most fun I’ve ever had on 2 wheels! In the last 3 seasons I’ve put nearly 1900 miles on it just leisurely cruising the back streets of my town.
-Kirk