Hey,,,,would you look at that ol' boy havin' fun !!!   This is a little two-wheeler I bought for my 11 year old stepson.  It's a Yamaha YZ80.  Now, wouldn't you like to get one of these at Christmas when you were 11?  You would not believe the power this little thing had.  I didn't blamb him for being so scared of it.  I think I ended up having more fun on it than he did. (but don't tell him that) lol

This is a Kawasaki KZ400 I bought new in 78.  The padded "sissy bar" was for giving my kids their first "roller-coaster" rides.  No, I didn't take any chances with them on there.  Took this bike out to Colorado from the flatlands and had to change the carburator jets, due to lack of oxygen in those Rockies.  I built my own trailer to haul it with on vacations.  I might find a photo of it for you folks sometime.  The exhaust pipes came back to kinda a pointed cone shape, but I cut them off right at the widest point.  So, as you see the pipes above, they were echoeing thru the canyons.  The Harley riders up at those secluded roadside watering holes were ready for me as I rode by.  They were all lined up with their pants down, mooning me and my little rice-burner.

                                                                                        So, eventually,,,,I went and bought my next one.  (but it wasn't a Harley)

This was the absolute latest technology on motorcycles from Japan at the time.  Fastest production bike ever offered to the public market.  This was the bike I cruised the streets of Denver on.  The one that felt "just right" on those winding mountain roads, The one I rode when I partied with the S. O. S.  My constant sidekick at the time rode a chopped 61 panhead all chromed out to the max.  This bike had a V-4 configuration that was water cooled.  Yes, it had a radiator.  It was also shaft driven which meant no messy oil and loose chain.  The front shocks were air adjustable and the rear ones had dampening adjusters.  It had a perfect sitting back cruising feel to it.  I almost became one with my machine.  I was very attached to this one just as it came from the factory.  I only kept it looking good and clean as I could and made no changes to it.

I once "cruised the fax" as they used to say.  That was cruising Colfax Avenue in Lakewood, CO between Simms and about as far east as Sheridan Blvd.  I had my (ex)wife on with me and some crazy drunkass dudes in the back of an old pickup truck dumped a bunch of roofing nails out intentionally in front of me.  We didn't feel or look very cool pushing it home on the sidewalk.

 Can you believe I had three brothers that all rode Harleys at the time I went and got this one?  Talk about putting up with ridicule and harassment!  Everytime I went cruising with them, I'd end up enjoying the scenery and my surroundings while they'd be wrenching on their bikes.  Ya know, personally, I think they "learned" a few things by me having this bike.

 ......and then,,,,,,,

,,,one day it happened.  I GOT HIT FROM BEHIND in rush hour traffic.

 I was lucky to have come out of this accident with only scratches down the middle of my back.  I only missed one day of work.  I blacked out for some time, because when I came to, there were about 40 people on each side of the street.  Gasping.  Amazed that I was moving I guess.  That was in the summer of 1986.  I got hit while attempting to pull into my own driveway.  Yes, right in front of my very own house.  They say "it can happen not far from home".  I found out the hard way.  Maybe God was with me there.  Maybe I have died and come back.  Who's really to say or know for certain?

I just wanted to share a few of my two-wheelers with you.