changes nothing.

Experiencing music did not change everything for me.
 
I still manually put on new undershreddies everyday.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I slay me.

bapu
Experiencing music did not change everything for me.
 
I still manually put on new undershreddies everyday.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I slay me.

Damn. Just when I thought I got it right. Well it's rubberneck material anyway so I'll correct it. Thanks for the heads-up.

What happened there? I was going to watch that vid. I used to like superbikes back in the '70's, did a few illustrations of them while I was at graphic design college. Might still have 'em somewhere.

 
For you James.
I'd enjoy seeing some of your illustrations. Hope you find some.
 
They didn't have the '72 Honda 750 in the video but it was my first "real" street bike. The 73 showed is close...
 

 
 

Thanks, bookmarked it for later

The boys in shop were always the sexiest.  They're kind of the analog of blondes in the straight world.

Nice find. Lots of memories of those bikes. Some not so great. I had a 74 Honda 750four. Great machine. Traded it for a Kawasaki 900 Z1. Holy jeezus, hang on. Awesome power, but horrible handling to the point of mulitiple hi speed wobbles. I got pitched off into the desert once at around 80mph. Broken clavicle was the only injury. Waaay lucky! Went back to the Honda.
 
Years later, I had a Honda 900rr. Wooooot! Used to go out on Sunday mornings and just scare the crap out of myself with a huge grin on my mug. Alas, wife and kids brought an end to my speedy days.

eph221
The boys in shop were always the sexiest.  They're kind of the analog of blondes in the straight world.

Tell us more.

Randy P
Nice find. Lots of memories of those bikes. Some not so great. I had a 74 Honda 750four. Great machine. Traded it for a Kawasaki 900 Z1. Holy jeezus, hang on. Awesome power, but horrible handling to the point of mulitiple hi speed wobbles. I got pitched off into the desert once at around 80mph. Broken clavicle was the only injury. Waaay lucky! Went back to the Honda.
 
Years later, I had a Honda 900rr. Wooooot! Used to go out on Sunday mornings and just scare the crap out of myself with a huge grin on my mug. Alas, wife and kids brought an end to my speedy days.

I thought they made a very good video too Randy.
I guess there was every type of bike and muscle car made in my hometown during the late 60's -70's while I was a street kicker. Saturday nights were crazy. They raced for pinks! I saw grown men cry...and understood lol.
Yeah...I have a few memories too. Not sure how I lived through them and really with no damage more than road rash. Hope my luck continues.