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My dad has a picture framed on his wall, I'm sitting on the seat of his 1980 KZ1000 complete with the Windjammer fairing. I'm about 10 months old in the picture. That's when it started for me.
Then when I was a little older, around 10, I got a honda Z 50, rode that a while, then got a POS Honda CT90 (the trail 90, banana seat looking thing), then an XR 100, then a KLR 250, then a Nighthawk 750, then the Bonnie.
My dad had an Electra Glide when I was about 13-17 and he used to let me ride it around the neighborhood, even at 13! I sure felt like The Man cruising by the girlies houses on that big Hog.
I think the exact moment I became addicted to speed was at my dad's riding buddy's house (RIP) around age 13, he opened the garage and he had a chevy 5 window coupe with a 502 in it, and also a highly modified Vmax. He fired the Vmax up in the garage and I STILL have hairs standing up on my neck.
[ This message was edited by: sweatmachine on 2007-03-14 12:41 ]
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