My Rat bike
So this older chap at my work tells me, upon learning that I ride, about a bike hes had in his garage for the past twelve years. He tells me his wife is nagging about it taking up space. So I offer to take it off his hands and I'll even throw in a dozen. He accepts my offer and I become the semi proud owner of a 1976 CB200.
After cleaning the bowls, the spark plugs, putting fresh gas in it and a new battery, it started up staight away with a huge cloud of brown smoke. After pissing around with the carbs alot and replaceing the clutch cable it runs...ok.
I started to do a proper clean up job on it but decided I really don't like chrome, or original looking CB200s for that matter and decided to go rat.
While you sit there liking things just cos' everyone else does, I'll be standing up here keeping it real.
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