Honda Cb125t and some 100cc yam from the 80s! The yam I had to ride down the A12 on at warp speed ...
Honda CD175 in 1981. It was a 1972 bike, I think, so not exactly young. One of the few bikes I didn't fall off.
Fond memories of my old flame teaching me to ride a bike! He got me riding up and down a country lane . We got there two up on a CB125 we where both little and slim he still is ! I'm a weeble. I was so proud riding up and down the lane with a big grin! Until I saw him grimace..."Err Melanie.. Now how about 2nd geAr?". Oh the shame. When I passed my CBT I rode from Ipswich to Bedford on my own in crap weather . Never surprise a man they hate it! I had to ride round All his mates houses to find him . When I did he said well that was a bit silly ! And then said Actually going out with my mates tonight. I was just being nice ....and showing him hey I passed!
Suzuki GP100, with friend: The bike was stolen outside my house in Oxford, and the lady above's boyfriend found it with false plates, covered in mud, after being off-roaded. I passed my test on another GP100. The girl above also had a GP100, though it was really rough (I was riding it once, and the swingarm nearly fell off!), and she passed on my bike. Happy days back in 1991..
