Found a picture of me on my first crotch rocket which I took to get my motorcycle driver's license on at age 16... A CBR1000RR!!! This was one bad mammer jammer 🏍️💨 I remember the first time I got her running and took her around the block I thought something was wrong because the bike had so much compression when I let off the throttle it slowed down like a ton of bricks... Before this bike I had only ridden two stroke motocross bikes and old 4-stroke enduros 😂🤣😂 still to this day I barely use my brakes on a motorcycle... I was just riding with a guy yesterday who mentioned he never even saw my brake light come on once going through all of these monster curves in the mountains here in Mexico that's engine braking for ya haha
Soooooo take a look at those sweet tires! You might find them to be bright green!!! I traded an old International pickup truck for this bike but it had been sitting for a long while.... My Paw taught me how to be an ace mechanic growing up. Over the winters he and I would tear apart our motorcycles engines 🔧 With that knowledge I rebuilt and synced all 4 carburetors. Then installed and balanced a new set of sweet green Tomahawk Tires on this bike myself. Probably one of the funnest motorcycles I ever got to work on this Honda CBR.
This picture was taken by my Momma Llama on the front lawn of our house on Main Street in Eldorado, Oklahoma. I remember her taking this photo to send to my Paw with her Christmas card right as I was leaving for work at the United Grocery Store in Quanah, Texas. I wrote in that Christmas card to him "When you make $5.25 an hour, and the motorcycle shop charges $90 an hour you learn how to fix your own bikes." My Paw was a Master Mechanic who had his Airframe and PowerPlant license as well as his Inspection Authorization for over 60 years!