And let’s not forget: it’s you doing me a favor here by taking your time to talk about my bike with me. I’m sure there are heaps of people who would find the whole build absolutely offensive, stupid, ugly, and just plain wrong; they just haven’t chosen to grace me with that feedback. Except for Tommy above. And honestly? That doesn’t offend me either. I’d like to think that I got what I was asking for by posting my bike on such a well-visited site.

And I’m super jealous of that ride! I’m stuck in the only place in the US that still gets snowed on. Pretty bummed! Ride safe, have a sweet time, and I hope you see some cool stuff in my country. If you’re passing through NW Arkansas, let me know, as I have VERY motorcycle-savvy friends there, should you need anything.

I’m also appreciative of your concern for my safety, but I think perhaps we have different ideas of what that word means anyway. Out of all the years I’ve been riding, exactly zero of my bikes have had fenders of any kind and this will mark the first with a front brake. I am not one to believe in my immortality, but I am one to think that knowing how YOUR bike should be ridden in the form it is in matters more than quibbling over equipment. Example: my riding habits include keeping a simply stupid amount of space between myself and any cars in front or possibly in front or could conceivably wrangle to being in front of me, from years of front brakelessness. This means that I’m often totally putting at or well below the speed limit instead of fooling myself into thinking that I have a sportbike, or a machine with modern Brembo stopping power. And that’s fine. It’s what I like. If we all liked the same style of riding, there would be no point in the variation of bikes here.

The bit that annoys me is that somehow you are alleging that my aesthetic choices place me in a more stupid category than someone stunt riding on the street or someone who rides “after a few”. I think it’s more about how you approach the limitations imposed by your machine than by seeking to create a world with no variables. The sad fact is I will NEVER be able to stop a cager from pulling out directly in front of me or an elk from jousting with my face. Instead I just try to ride sensibly and without hurry, concious of my real abilities and surroundings.

It’s not uncomfortable to ride; the only discomfort is really getting on. The whole point was to exaggerate the drop seat thing beyond it’s current level. I wouldn’t have moved the carbs normally, but where they were kinda exactly at you-know-what level, thus the bike (at the time) being called C.O.D.- chokes on idont’havetoexplainityougetwhatthedisfor.

It runs pretty well, actually- the cylinders seem to be running equally as far as temp and mixture is concerned; it was a scary moment at first for sure, though. It suffered a performance loss due to the mono carb setup, I’m sure, but honestly I’m not a racer anyway.

Also, thanks for the compliments on the wifey. I like her a bunch, too.

Bikes pretty rad too, but I want to see a pic of someone riding it. Looks uncomfortable as hell.

More pics there.