Ah yes...the things we do when we're young and think we're invulnerable. Back in '81 I bought a Yamaha Seca 550, much slower than 600 class Japanese bikes they build today but quite a bit of power for the time, the downside is that the serious power didn't hit 'til 7000 RPM. It was my daily commuter and getting on the highway I would shift that 6 speed at the point where the peak horsepower was, I don't remember what RPM....way up there! The speedo only went to 85 in those days so once it pegged I'd watch the tach...mentally compute speed knowing the RPM to road speed relationship. If I kept my head tucked behind that bikini fairing the wind blast wasn't too bad but it gave you tunnel vision, 100 MPH was all I felt like giving it. When I was finally able to get the XLX in '85 I had to test its top speed (of course

), I took it to 100 MPH and the wind blast gave me a real workout...and talk about vibration, I began to be concerned that some of the bolts would come undone, once was enough.
Of the many things I like about Harleys is that even when short shifting them they will stretch your arms with that beautiful torque, I don't care abou top speed or ET's...just gimme that torque.
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'73 FX
'85 XLX
'02 FLHTCUI
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This is my Granddaughter Sky, age 7. Can't walk, talk, or feed herself but look at that smile. Anyone care to complain about their lot in life? Not me!

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