In the world of old, past-their-prime motorbikes, machines generally fall into one of two broad categories. If you’re lucky (and willing to pay for that luck, usually), you can find a machine that’s been well cared for throughout its life. You know, where the paint isn’t sun-faded, the clear windscreen isn’t all scuffed and yellowed, the seat foam isn’t disintegrating, and any bodywork present isn’t about to fall to pieces if you look at it wrong.
Then, of course, there’s the second category—which is filled with all the brilliant yet bad-tempered basketcases you’ve ever seen in your life. These are the bikes where you’ve convinced yourself that you can see their potential, if only you can patch or otherwise remedy all the gaping, rusty holes separating you from your completed project goals.
