So we haven't done much here in the way of vintage bikes. Its what separates the riders from the wrenches. You have to love these old bikes because for every mile ridden they seem to require a minute in the shop. My current Honda sits and stares at me, sometimes I stare back, it wants to get out and rip like when she and I first got together. Patience girl, for now you need to rest my dear. in the future she will likely be a cafe racer, for now she sits under a blanket, fluids drained, battery pulled, tires on carpet. Waiting for me to turn the handle bars upside down.
I think old Hondas make the best cafe bikes, I prolly think this because most people cut up old Yamahas
