The year was 1966, Christmas morning Bellflower Ca. I was 13 and all I wanted was something with wheels and a engine, I got a unicycle. I was a brat, and my Mom called me on it. My cousins 6mos earlier acquired a new step-though Honda 50 and Yamaha 80cc Trailmaster, now you see mthesituation, I was being deprived of my destiny.
Fast forward Easter 1967, me, my Dad, uncle and cousins all went to a warehouse in downtown LA. There it was a brand new white 1965 Honda s90, my Dad flopped down $250, we put it in the trunk of the car and took it home. It was one of those life changing moments. Oh yeah, the three months I had the unicycle I learned to ride it, wasn't easy, and sold it.
after stripping it for dirt, riding my Grandma