I'm debating over the cost of restoring two old timers, buying a restored old timer, or just selling out for a new (almost) Triumph.
It still makes my neck hairs stand up when I see a kid on a rice-rocket wearing shorts, T-shirt, and tennies with his girl friend perched way up on back wearing heels, low cuts (gotta show the tatoo afterall), and a T-top - both with full face, flamed & striped, helmets on - sliding in and out of traffic and generally oblivious.
Watched a similar bunch (no passengers) holding a 70MPH wheelie contest on the Harbor Freeway - like the diamond lane was made just for them.
Seems like we used to have to have fallen down a few times before moving up to anything they'd even let on the Freeways.
What tears me up is to see them sitting at a stoplight, and right next to them is some gun on a cruiser wearing engineer's boots and full leathers, with a soup bowl on his head.