wish i would have taking more pictures of it. so pretty after it was done. This bike was stolen from Jim's dad thirty years ago. Crazy story! I was jammimg back from billetproof in the buick when i caught a gleamer of faded red paint on the side of the road. I instantly knew a husky was signaling me. i did some hot pursuit driving, threw a bitch. I pulled up next to her. I got out, it was a 360 8spd! I was hooked. Tthe funny thing was I noticed Robbins sport cycle stickers all over it. Robbins sport cycle was the shop Jim's dad owned in the 60's-70's. They sold kaw's,husky's,bultaco's & a few others. Jim & his brother dick race motocross through the 60's & 70's. I'll get in to that later. So anyway i called Jim. He said fuck that sounds like my dad's bike. So i bought it.Well long story short it was the bike. So i road it fucked up the crank, reverse thread crank pin. I sold it Jim for a good price. Thirty years later Jim was reunited with the last dirtbike his dad rode. Robbins sport cycle was the shop to buy your shit during the hayday. I will get more into that at lter time. Some very good stories.
george's 650 finally came together. basketcase engines can be such a nightmare. wrong parts, striped out shit. thank god i had extra parts laying around! now hopefully they don't blow it up and all my hard work goes to nothing.