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I rode and raced a BSA Gold Star in the 1960's. It was a 500cc single and would vibrate your arms to numbness at speed. Helmetless and in short sleeves on LA freeways, ah youth.
Hers was a 350, but certainly a handful, heavy and with crappy brakes, not to mention with the lack of real roads and no logistical support.
Neat post.
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