How I ended up on an Indian Motorcycle....
As I kid , never owned a bike. Wanted one, but apparently not bad enough to get one ( though in all fairness we moved around a lot). I used to have dreams .. for years... that I was on a motorcycle.. and could never keep up with most others.. Every once in awhile i had to peddle the thing... then it'd fire up and off I'd go... that dream happened all the time..for years..... drove me nutz. Interestingly, I'd never seen a movie or read anything on the earlier motorcycles operating this way .... weirds me out a notch now thinking back about it.... ( twilight zone music in the background ) My first bike was an '82 Kawasaki 440 that my neighbor was selling . I'm 23 yrs old, In the military, getting divorced.. and that sucker was begging me to buy it for $1200.00. I still don't know how I even fit on it. A year later when I moved to NE, on a crisp morning after the snow had melted, I was out and took a corn...