Slowly but surely over time I rebuilt the whole thing. A good friend with a hog shop did a trade-job for some nice paint. I went to cycle salvage on the weekends looking for better parts than I had. I rode that bike for almost two years, everyday about 30 miles each way to work. Sometimes it was cold, dark and rainy. I got the hang of it before too long. Eventually, I would white-line everywhere and cut to the front at all signals. It took about half the time to get wherever I was going. I got a little crazy but not too bad, not as crazy as many of my friends. It was fun. Perhaps a little scary at first but then freedom! I sold it to a local kid for $500 when I didn't need it anymore.
1984 Honda CB900 Custom
Slowly but surely over time I rebuilt the whole thing. A good friend with a hog shop did a trade-job for some nice paint. I went to cycle salvage on the weekends looking for better parts than I had. I rode that bike for almost two years, everyday about 30 miles each way to work. Sometimes it was cold, dark and rainy. I got the hang of it before too long. Eventually, I would white-line everywhere and cut to the front at all signals. It took about half the time to get wherever I was going. I got a little crazy but not too bad, not as crazy as many of my friends. It was fun. Perhaps a little scary at first but then freedom! I sold it to a local kid for $500 when I didn't need it anymore.
