DMiller
Senior Member
I kept the 1100 until '87, had just over 40,000 miles on it then, was a great bike for distance but crap for local as got really HOT running slow. Got hurt in 87, just could not keep it so sold it to a co-worker of the wife's, he had it until he could no longer get parts fast enough to keep it going and sold it.
I had Harleys back then too, my 'Bar' bikes, had one EVIL SOB 1948 W that had been modified enough was a Frankenbike. Panhead, still four speed but from a 54, suicide shifter UNDER the seat, foot clutch and hand spark advance. Had been a side car or some other oddity bike at one time, throttle on the WRONG(left) side, advance on the throttle side hand brake on the Left, bought in W. Tulsa at a guys house where had to drag the boxes from under his workbench as all was apart.
Took three months to sort, clean, paint and assemble. First ride missed the orifice to feed drip oil to the final chain, almost emptied the sump in four miles, left a Skunk streak up my back on my jacket, in my hair, was dripping off the old Bell I wore. Hard starting POS, advance was tricky, then got all beered up one night, ended up cranking the advance to full and trying to kick start it in the dark. When I got my wind back was laid out in front of the bike, luck have it only sprained my ankle when back kicked me over the bars, I weighed 150# then. Bike had kicked back then popped hard went ahead and started was sitting there on enrichment almost sounded like laughing with the head lamp glow following the surges. Got sold the next week to a 'Friend' that "Had to have it", believe he still has it.
Have had a few rough tumbles on rides, it is NEVER "IF" you wreck but how bad and WHEN you do, I try to keep on the ball watching for that one car or truck that has my name emblazoned on it for a target. Got older, some slower and I believe smarter, still ride while all busted up but love the feeling, will not stop until stopped or get where I cannot hold up the ride. Wil NOT have a trike.
I had Harleys back then too, my 'Bar' bikes, had one EVIL SOB 1948 W that had been modified enough was a Frankenbike. Panhead, still four speed but from a 54, suicide shifter UNDER the seat, foot clutch and hand spark advance. Had been a side car or some other oddity bike at one time, throttle on the WRONG(left) side, advance on the throttle side hand brake on the Left, bought in W. Tulsa at a guys house where had to drag the boxes from under his workbench as all was apart.
Took three months to sort, clean, paint and assemble. First ride missed the orifice to feed drip oil to the final chain, almost emptied the sump in four miles, left a Skunk streak up my back on my jacket, in my hair, was dripping off the old Bell I wore. Hard starting POS, advance was tricky, then got all beered up one night, ended up cranking the advance to full and trying to kick start it in the dark. When I got my wind back was laid out in front of the bike, luck have it only sprained my ankle when back kicked me over the bars, I weighed 150# then. Bike had kicked back then popped hard went ahead and started was sitting there on enrichment almost sounded like laughing with the head lamp glow following the surges. Got sold the next week to a 'Friend' that "Had to have it", believe he still has it.
Have had a few rough tumbles on rides, it is NEVER "IF" you wreck but how bad and WHEN you do, I try to keep on the ball watching for that one car or truck that has my name emblazoned on it for a target. Got older, some slower and I believe smarter, still ride while all busted up but love the feeling, will not stop until stopped or get where I cannot hold up the ride. Wil NOT have a trike.
