I say this because I'm new to thos communnity, in fact, if circumstance had not lead me here id likely be off on some cb500x or 650 adventure bike forum charting and sharing the plot for an envy inspiring jaunt through Canadas fall mountains. But here I am, in the realm of classic bike owners. Surrounded by Nostalgic men with an appetite for myth and anecdotal evidence that satisfies even their own sure footed emotional missteps in logic . Dont feed the beast premium, but drown her in modern diesel oil, she'll dance for ya! Watch out for newby mistakes, and be sure to check the cam chain tensioner! Its new and old and simultaineously exciting.
What we all share is an interest in a certain breed of classic era machines, whose throaty growls, jaunty powerbands, and nostalgic cool bring us together in awe of what a commitment our emotions offer to classic motorcycling.
Some of us had one when they first came out, some of us, like me, own one because of admiration for pristine history documentation after a CL add and a disconnection of the PO's trickle charger (damn suzuki three stage) for that first whip down the road, inspired by something old.
My bikes name is Dutchess. She has 5, 000 on the clock, and she seems ready for new adventures.
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