Would look real great if it weren't a basket case in his basement. I'm nearly 33, its been in the basement in "non depreciating condition" for more than half my life. It was raced, put down, repaired, and then it rode like shit because it was discovered post op that the frame was bent. Dad bought it, stripped it, sent it to edmonton, probably to john oland or another biggar brit biker connection, and had it straightend. Upon its return he excitedly screwed in the lump, ordered some parts, chucked the exhaust pipes in the rafters and set the thing in the corner of the basement where its still radiating it's, um, sawdusty excitement. and waiting for the magic money fairy to throw 3000bux at it. Ok, so lets do math. It's got no where in almost 20 years, the old boy's 53 or something, at progress percent per year, = bugger all. Simon may have a hellova vintage project. Lets hope he gets some skills that skip a generation.Someday ill post some pics.
