This won’t be a Mad Martini Man Mike or Uber Resto Ferry Man type thread but a short story about realising a dream.
No long search
No fearless hunt for obsolete parts
No tricky situations to overcome. Not yet anyway.
Way back in my teenage years I dreamed about 2 bikes, a Ducati 900SS Desmo and a BMW R90S


Having realised that the Ducati is still out of reach, I’ve been thinking about the BMW, for a little while…
I’d even been drawn into the trendy Shoreditch scene of Café Racers, Bobbers and other outlaws of the bike world.















