I don't really remember asking for a real motorcycle.
Sure, after 2 years of use the little blue minibike was getting really tired. Bald tires....whipped chain....an engine that REALLY smoked....Fred Flintstone brakes.....

None of that stopped me, I rode it anyway....

But for Christmas, there it was....

My brother John on the Suzuki 90

A real motorcycle. A Suzuki TS90 with the hi-lo range gearbox.

I had to learn how to shift. I had to learn how to adjust a chain. I had to learn how to use front brakes. I had to jump........... .

Motorcycles got under my skin.....CLICK HERE FOR MORE...........

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