Three months ago I woke up one morning and said I was gonna buy a motorcycle. So on a whim I purchased a 77 CB550k from my cousin. I knew nothing about motorcycles or hell any kind of mechanic work. Went and bought a tool set from wallmart. Everytime I worked on it I would get so frustrated to the point of calling a institution. Well today made all that seem trivial. I rode a motorcycle for the first time. And not only that I rode a motorcycle I brought to life for the first time. It still has some issues thought so I'm not out the weeds yet. It stalls in first gear unless I keep it reved up high. The tach doesn't work so I don't know what I'm idling at but I'm sure its high. Needs paint and the seat needs to be recovered. But at least I can feel the wind blow threw my hair instead of just dreaming about it.
