This bike provided many an exciting moment. After a day of riding I'd go to bed and have  the most spectacular near-death experience nightmares where I'd relive the days adventures except I'd get killed instead of skating by. Post-traumatic syndrome, big time. I was lucky enough to sell it before it sold me. The guy that I sold this bike to totaled it the next day.  He only got *one* nightmare to remember, the lucky devil!
 

The RZ on the day that I bought it new.

After a few mods...

With rearsets, clip ons, aluminum triple tree, chambers, milled heads, and a jet kit. Serious fun.

Don't ask me to explain this.