I've already posted this in another thread in the open forum but Bill440 liked it so much he recommended I copy and past it here as well so here it is.
There's a big age gap between me and my 3 older brothers, they spent their teens in the 60's muscle car era and me in the 70's early 80's so when I was a kid I was surrounded by something high performance that any of my brothers owned from SS Nova, turbo Corcvairs or our Uncle who had a 70 Shelby GT500. My brothers had their fair share of bikes as well from Nortons to Kaws while all I could think about was cars. Bikes actually scared the hell outta me, maybe it was because of one too many scary rides with my brothers riding their H2's. I remember riding with one of them when some goof on a 650 decided to tangle with my brothers H2 at a stop light, my brother told me to hang on so I wrapped my arms around him tight as the light turned green and that H2 stood it's front end up and away we went with me hanging on and praying "please God I promise to be a good boy....." dispatching the 650 in the process. I've posted this pic once before here and I think it's circa 1972 at Bonneville, I'm the kid with the mini bike and the guy in the black leathers is my oldest brother. Can't give you the specs on his bike other than it started out life as a 60 sumtin Kaw 250 rotary valve 2 stroke twin with expansion chambers he built himself.
