RE: Junk and my years of just that!

Let me start off, by saying Im in no way shape or fashion new to motorcycles! AT 49 years old and grew up the first part of my 11 years of age in milwaukee, wisc. And in those years thats about all there was along with some british bikes and a few older indians and one chief which our neighbor owned. I was in love with anything that had two wheels and an engine for as long as my memory serves me and thats at about 3 to 4 years of age! So if I could get a ride on a bike from any adult and had my parents consent I was gone! However as trusting of souls as they were it was kept between them and me period. I wanted a mini bike so bad I couldn't stand it, and as I knew it would be a long wait till one of those graced my legs and arms! So I was patient and other than for hanging off our back yard fence and sitting on it to watch the older kid next door fight to kick his indian to life and one ride on my father's friend's BSA that was about all I had wittnessed on any bike back then except to watch as the local bike gangs rode by my school and other parts of milwaukee back in those days of the mid 60s.

But just think about the flatheads and knuckles and pans I had seen as a young man! What I own now had just come off the assembly line and even at that was in its infantile stage due to they all were pan/shovels. But all the cops rode harleys as well and so it was known only outlaws and cops rode harleys and if you didn't wear tall shiny boots then you most likely wore older oiled engineering boots known as biker/outlaw boots and a black jacket to match its overall look! The japanese bikes hadn't made any more than ink to a drafting table at that point at least in regards to anything that was going to make us look as it had by the start of the late sixtys! AS in 1967 we moved to phoenix, Az and I'm here to tell you this place had a lot of open spaces and a lot of bikes as well! But most of what was running all over its deserts were all european as in huskys, Makos, CZ, OSSA, Montess and Bultacos to name afew!

And before I had to whimper a word! My father went out and bought a 90cc Honda trail bike and by then honda had started to pave the way for the rest who followed! AS that bike was truly an outstanding machine even in those days! And every sunday we and our new desert friends would head off to ride and do what we all loved best! Bikes and each others company. It wasnt long before I had rode yamahas, hondas, kawaskis and all had get kits on them and a pipe to make them what we all wanted FAST! So by the age of 16 I got a job at nights and bought my first motorcycle! A brand new 125 yamaha mxer. 1972 it was and the first year for there all motocross attempt! I raced it but moto only once as my love was either the desert races or TT which was smaller and with a few tight turns thrown in to keep the overall speed down from the half mile otherwise it was closer to that than anything else around. Plus it had one long straightaway coming right out of one tight sweep into a long sweeper turn at the end in which if you had what it took could pitch it and let it all hang out!

So Id forgotten about all the harleys except whenever I'd hear what only they can make in the best sounding of any engine to date other than a built V8 which is the pinnacle of good sound! Even though I loved the snappy throttle response of the two strokes nothing beat the sound coming from any four stroke around! So as the years went so did my racing bikes and instead rode them and went bigger as I grew larger and could handle what was thrown in front of me. Before I was 30 years old I owned 10 bikes and all hondas or yamahas except for one CZ250 a 1975 and there first year to make a drastic change in not only cosmetics but overall from a five-speed trans to a radial finned head and plenty of compression to go with it all! And the handling to control the mighty bike they had created and to this day that bike was the best I'd ever owned and a year for you all to remember! 1975! I bought it right after coming home from a coast to coast hitchhiking trip across america and canada!

Those were the years when all was right except one! A hardley still in davidson years! And as I hitched across this nation and stopping of course at where it all began and little did I know it! But mine to be was rolling off the assembly line if not already. And believe it or not as a Cop bike! So before I knew it I had grown tired of crashing in the deserts and the big 1000 KZ J model I owned at 33 had also grown old in the fact it was fast enough alright as it was the fastest they had until the ninja came along and in fact was too fast for my likes as I'm into speed and it got me into trouble and so I thought? IT has to be time for a harley! I'd wanted to own one for many years without question or doubts as I wasn't one to believe until I owned and went through what I thought not possible with what I had in the earlier jap crap I owned! So I bought my first of five to date and still own as I type this to you!

As the last of which I plan to ever own in fact! Four shovels and my 96 roadking EVO! Harley but put a dent in what's right and in that they had honda to help them or that wouldn't be at all! And I'm here to tell you what honda had done I'm not bitching about at all! ITS what harley did to that EVO engine that has me pissed totally off! In the fast they can't seem to get jack's shit straight even when jack's telling them how to do it? For after enough years as they had to figure out a lot of what should have been done long before they still can't get it right!! The bike was fine until the very day I went and customized it due to an accident I had on account of some ass of a driver pulling a left turn in front of me and this bike I loved and my ex-girlfriend and I at the time! I know what your thinking so don't give it another thought! As I'm damn good with a wrench and as most could tell rode as custom and badass a running bike as they come for 80 inchs worth of fire breathing hell!

Only harley hadn't finnished there home work and that was about to put an end to what I had built and loved so much! In the fact they hadn't clearanced the floorboard mounts from the engine! When I lowered the bike the floorboards obviously had to come up and much to my delight they had finally done this for me or so I'd thought? Instead what they'd done for me was to shake the ever living hell right out of the hualin engine and bike I had into the rotting Roadless king I now sadly own and hate! AS it all but destroyed its engine as it shook and broke all of its lower-end bolts and engine mounts loose or in half! Along with its lower-end cases!! And for which I don't have the money let alone the care to rebuild and right after I had just done that already!! So now we move along to the other hardley and a damned davidson! My 75 flh which I had owned and grown to hate all harleys and thought I'd best give it another chance by the Roadless wonder I now also unhappily own!

As I'm hear to tell anyone who has any brain cells that work in a way of fairness that I'm very aware there's a lot of people own and enjoy these bikes ok. I just wished I could have been one of them and not as I have been in NOT! For this and the others I've owned were all miserable at best! And this 1975 FLH is without question or doubt at the very top of my shit list in all my years of tears period! And if you had known the enormous amount of hours I have into this machine of madness! Not to mention the dollar amount at 17000 dollars its valued at more than anything I had ever owned except the mercedes roadster I had and was a great machine unlike these miserable excuses for an american no less motorcycle and for the facts of our known technology on american soil! Its sad at best and for the best they still seem to need the help of the best around to only get what they do and we have to pay the highest of all in prices to just to own and maintain is the sad truth and of which no one can dispute!

And I will leave on this note! IT wasn't for any lack of love to own one that's without question as I spent and wrenched for years as a lot had rode I still continued to stay by my harleys until the day comes and only a damn fool would continue such an ass of an attempt for what he got every damned time he only hoped it was the last time for the last time is the time you sell it to some poor fool who knows only what his eyes and ears tell him! Just as they had lied to me! Just like a lot of women had also as they all look good! And they all sound good and there all fun to ride! Its the upkeep that sends two apart and hopefully not to the mad-house before you do part!