Going back to my freshman year in high school (last half). My Honda 250 was broke down. We had just moved to Bakersfield from Shandon (CA) and I had met a new friend that rode bikes also. He wanted to go see Shandon, so we headed out. He was on a Honda 305 and I rode his (akkk) Suzuki 80. Well we made it there no problems. Rode around for a day and spent the night in the town park (no camping allowed in the park). We headed back to Bakersfield in the afternoon of the next day. The Suzuki broke down and could NOT get the dang thing started again. We were just out of Shandon and had about 90 miles to get home. Well, leave it to kids, we cut a piece of barbed wire about 20 feet long and he towed me the 90 miles home. That was a tow I will never forget, and it’s a wonder I/we survived it.

BA has Freak, 160mains, 44pilots, air mix3 1/2 to 4 turns, BUBS dresser dogs. Never had more fun on any bike - 2nd bike 2008 RIIIT