In 1976, I promised myself the best looking British bike on the market for my 21st birthday. Forty-six years later… …box ticked…
This is not one for the originality purist, having 32mm CV Mikunis in place of the dear old Amals, peashooter exhausts, Boyer ignition, alloy wheels and a (oh dear) vinyl wrapped tank in the less fashionable burgundy/black, my obsession is no longer unrequited and my new(?) love, HK5653, fully meets my personal longing – ahem, sorry, requirements.
The picture shows that I am indeed an unashamed old rocker nearing my 70th year, with my original 1970s biker jacket, Harris boots, Kiwi open face, gauntlets and the obligatory silk scarf. No midlife crisis for me – I never grew up beyond 21…
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