Bought my '81 R65 from a friend just a couple weeks ago. He hadn't ridden it in 6 years. I took it right to Nathan at Boxerworks and he went through the whole bike, rebuilt the bings among lots of other work...anyway...
I got the bike back today. By the time I got home it was almost dark and on went boots, leather, gloves and helmet and I was off on my maiden voyage. Just took it down the road, about a 1 mile circle, but I couldn't stop! The brakes worked fine, but I just kept taking it through the gears, coming up to the stop sign and going again, and again, and again. It was dark and I finally realized I was cold, so I pulled it in and shut it down.
Now I need your help. I'm having a hard time getting this shit-eating grin off my face. You guys have a cure for that? Man I'm having a ball! Can't wait to get back on 'er tomorrow.