Here's the latest "Tuesday With Nick".
He's a guy who will never be writing for the New York Times. He's about as unpolitical as they come. But the words really are straight from the heart (whatever and wherever that is!).
This time he buys a used 1985 FZ750 and waxes nostalgic about what a great machine it was. I love the 750-class and had a lot of them, but always shied away from the extreme examples, like the early GSX-Rs and the FZ750 and YZF750. VFRs and Katanas were more my style. The Ninja 750 was also a very good all-rounder. A lot of guys were throwing the Gixxers down the road as well as the Yamahas. Not many of them left these days, but as Nick's buddy says,
"Funny thing is the guys that sold that stuff to me 15 years ago are now dying to revive their youth and wheelie that old Katana down the street again. That’s were I come in. I’m the dude that can pump up the blood of those aging 50-plus dudes with these bikes.”
Me, I don't buy old junk any more. I want something that runs and is modern. But it's fun reading about someone else's experiences, especially when they are in my locale and somewhat run parallel to my own.
What really strikes me about Nick is how enamored he is of this stuff. Guys are now willing to pay handsome sums of money to get their hands on this worn-out, archaic hardware, with its dripping, messy, smelly carburetors, lousy suspension, and skinny tires. Anyone remember how much work it is to rebuild a bank of four carbs, and the amount of gas and carb cleaning fumes inhaled in the process? Screw that, leave it to the sentimentalists, I say!
I do look forward to his work every week, though.