A blast from the past

1968 thunderbolt. My first “big Bike” , back when I was in high school 50 years ago. My girlfriend at the time(now my wife), spent most of a winter helping me polish all the aluminum with 800 wet then cream metal polish. Boy could that bike pull wheelies. We still ride together on the Beemer 50 years later.


For no particular reason, Beezers are my fave of that family of twins.

One of our club members was out riding with is partner ad moving at a fair clip. Decided for one unknown reason to duck down and expose said partner to the full force of the wind.
She rocked backwards and only stayed with the bike because her feet went under his armpits (so the tale goes) he got a thump around the bone dome for his efforts.