Dee Chips in 1977. The engine on this bike had been highly modified and was none too reliable, but it
was a blast as a trail bike. The front wheel spent little time on the ground due to the knife-edged
powerband, and it was easily the most evil handling bike I'd ridden up to then. I learned to pay close
attention on this bike- it pitched me off more times than I can count, and I'm glad it did. Hopefully I
banked enough Crash Karma to keep earning interest for years to come.
Note the skinny fork tubes,
the wimpy swingarm, and the single frame downtube. And how about
those HUGE brakes? I've
seen larger diameter drums attached to wind-up monkeys. What was Honda
thinking? More importanly,
what was I thinking? Not much, honestly. I rode the hell
out of this thing
for a summer, then sold
it to some kid before it exploded and cost a fortune. I heard
that the kid
missed a gear within a week
of buying it and grenaded the motor quite spectacularly.
times with only minor brain
damage.