
Originally Posted by
Motu
Of course they can carry a pillion,but it was a different world,and peoples expectations less.
The Bantam was 3 speed and had a top speed of 51mph - and that was it,no way could it go any faster...tail wind,downhill,it made no difference.The 3 speed required some skill to use - hills had to be pre planned,and it was a dedicated attack...it was a big drop to 2nd,and you had to get it right.
Ah,the memories - you brought up the subject,so you'll have to listen to some stories.The Bantam had a savage kickback,they damaged me far more than bigger bikes - ripped hunks of skin off my foot.So you got your foot out of the way - and that's when they ran backwards...off the kickback.No ign,no kill switch,the Bantam was ready to go anytime.A tickle on the carb to flood it,close the ''strangler'' on the air filter and give it a boot...a good Bantam would start on the first kick.But depending on moon phases and the transit of Mars,particualy with a quincunx to Venus - then you could have a bad Bantam...a bad Bantam wouldn't start until you broke down sobbing over the tank,exhausted,with no more sparkplugs to try....even your ''special'' plug that always got you home.Then your Bantam would start,and run like nothing had happened.No kill switch - you either stalled it with the strangler or set it up with no idle,so it would die on a closed throttle.So I would sit at the lights - brrrriiing...bang,bang,bang....brriiing....bang,ba ng,bang.I would count the bangs,like,you wouldn't want to stall in traffic.People in cars would look at me,and there was nowhere to hide apart from the clouds of smoke...no full face with visor,my nakid head covered in pimples confirming what an utter dork I was...
Filling with gas required mental calculations on the forecourt,you premixed your ''petroil'' at the pump - BP Zoom at the pumps was for wankers on Vespas.The filler cap had a metal graduated tube and you had to figure out how much SAE 30 you needed for the fuel you bought - gas in first,then the oil...and shake the bike to mix.Ritual,it was all about rituals...and if you didn't appease the Gods then the Bantam would break down,Bantam owners lived in fear of breaking some unknown code - you never knew what God was going to smote you down some lonely night....
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