Even with all that practice, they STILL didn't get it right!!!!Originally Posted by cwjj2001
My parents were still practicing on having me!!!!
Even with all that practice, they STILL didn't get it right!!!!My parents were still practicing on having me!!!!
Graduating High School & starting my freshman year in college.
Married two years later then my first street bike came two years after that. Honda CB550.
'97 Valkyrie Tourer, SOLD!
'98 Valkyrie Tourer, traded for wife's F6B
'99 Valkyrie Tourer, traded in on MY NEW F6B!!!!
'05 Shadow Spirit 750 traded for wife's F6B
'05 Triumph Rocket 3, gone but not forgotten
2013 F6B, black standard.
2013 F6B, red Deluxe for the wife.
i wasnt born yet till 76 so i guess you could say i was still swiming in the sac lol!!!!
2 years out of college. Riding my third motorcycle, a Honda 450.
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Working in a shop making power tools and riding a '38' Indian Chief.
I was a junior in high school. I didn't get my first bike, a Kawasaki KZ400, until March of 1978. Rode that for a few years and then bought a slightly used 1978 GL1000 Goldwing with Vetter fairing, bags and trunk.
6th grade...fascinated with girls.
I had been married nearly two years and had a daughter who will be turning 40 in a couple of months. I was an engineer and just hired on at Ford Motor Company in Oakville, Ontario, Canada. Money was tight so no extra cash for a bike.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]Exploring the world, one road at a time.
By 1975, I had been working for 8 years with Duke Power Co., had 2 sons (ages 2 & 4), and was racing dirt bikes (Bultaco and later Maico). At the power company, we had some pretty cool guys working as linemen. Very often, these characters were adventurous and real characters. I'll never forget first talking to one of those guys who was the best motorcycle racer around. When I asked him about the best way to learn about riding, he simply replied, "start racing, you'll learn real fast". Well, I did that and he was right, I learned real fast but it was pretty painful along the way. Those were good days.
Ken (Hornblower)
I was a kid, and that was about the time I drove my uncle's 50cc Honda into an irrigation canal.I was very fortunate it was full of water. The bike, not so much ...
He has since offered to come visit and ride my motorcycle into my swimming pool. The great thing about families - they never let you forget anything!
Steve in OR
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