All original 1975 Yamaha RD350!! Looks almost like it rolled off the showroom floor. Talk about a blast to ride! As soon as you get to 4000 rpms, hold on and smile because it wants to take off! My friend Carlos helped me take it home since I didn't have my endorsement at the time. With the thought of the new bike, I became engrossed in the idea and disregarded the fact that my parents were coming over. So of course show up full of glee with a new bike only to see the parents in the driveway awaiting my arrival. Oops.
So I'm an adult, why should it even matter what I do, right? Well sadly it's still hard to see the face of disapproval or deal with the lectures and words of caution. So my initial response was quick- "oh this isn't my bike... I'm just storing it for Carlos at the house". Conflict avoided. Few months pass by, parents are at my house again, my mom asks how long I plan to store the bike for my friend. My dad just snickers and follows up with "Honey, she's not storing it. I'm pretty sure it's hers!!"
I must say, I really admire more then just the performance and agility of this bike. I also admire the grace and beauty it possesses. Every year, we proudly entered the Vintage Motorcycle Shows, taking home a good amount of fun and first place trophies! I naturally gravitated to the idea of motorcycles. I needed more. I needed reliable. I needed faster!