|From:||Doug Miller||Electronic:||radarsprint -A- yahoo.com|
|Subject:||RE: RE: WHY WE BOUGHT HARLEY 125'S||Date:||Sat Oct 22 11:06:03 2011|
Iím glad I bought that Harley 125. I was 13 then, now 71.
I'm glad you get to ride with your friends through life.
My mom a nurse & dad a doctor were determined that none of their kids would ride those "Motorcycles". But had forgotten that they had ridden when in college.
My first 125 was a 51 I bought through a classified ad for $35 in 1966. the generator wouldn't generate and old gas, you know how it goes.
I pushed the bike a mile up hill to a friends garage. Over the next week I got a battery took the carb apart 3-4 times got it running but couldn't get the armature to have continuity so I rewound it (I Learned some lessons from slot cars).
The early evening I got the generator going my friends father came down and gave me the clue about polorizing the thing, but I was late for dinner. I but my helmet on and rode home. Expecting the fan to come out---- I didn't think it could get any worse so I propped a plank to the front porch and parked the bike in the living room and walked to the bathroom to wash.
Raising my eyes on sitting to eat It was apearent that the parents weren't at the table but were looking over the little bike on the living room floor.
"Sure the key is in it, helmet is on the seat." and off they went, one at a time riding around the intersection, block, neighborhood. I sat through my dinner knowing I'd get to keep the bike, they had taken their honeymoon on 48 Harley 125s.
I'd chosen the only bike they could NOT argue against. Over the next couple of years I'd come home often to find the tank on reserve when I knew there was much more than that in there last night.
I've had bigger bikes and gone faster but settled on a 350 Harley/Aermacchi as my road bike. the Freeways just need more --- around town the model S carries me well.