In the early 60's my next door neighbour had a Matchless 500 (and black jeans and jacketI was only 8 or 9 and he used to take me for rides sitting on the tank !! Graduated to the pillion seat and then at 15 my sisters honda 50 step through. I had a car license and to get a bike added you just had to ride around the block while the cop followed on his bike ( a Triumph in those days
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First "real" bike was a 1970 BSA lightning 650, had dozens of bikes since pranged every one except the Ducati 450 Desmo - wish I still had that *sigh* nostalgia ain't what it used to be.....
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