bleeding hell I remember that from when I was 16 and riding a C50 errr.... well actually it was a C90 rebadged but nobody noticed, my only form of transport then of course summer and mostly winter, Aerial arrow arrived when I was 17 years old the following May. not only was it cold through the winter of 1968/9 but the bike was so slow, of course I had a girfriend but not in the same village goddamit, so commute to work and commute to play, I once came home with a block of ice frozen on my forehead, newspaper was in short supply in my parents houshold, thank God the 'ol man read the telegraph (as do I, instead of a half sized tabloid).
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