Listen, the late '70s and '80s were wild. It was peak cocaine. And, naturally, the machines that came out of this era were cocaine-fueled fantasies of the highest order. I mean, look at a Lamborghini Countach and tell me cocaine wasn't involved.
But even with all that white powder flowing through executives and designers, despite some dope-af color schemes within the motorcycling world, everything stayed pretty tame. Nothing went as hard or as wild or weird as a Vector or F-117 Nighthawk. Every OEM stayed fairly conservative.
Except Kawasaki.
