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All I could think about for decades was replacing my P!! I missed so much.
Mostly its light wt and hi power of its special engine.
But after tasting the joys of a Combat Commando, no way would
I want factory scabbed together P11 for daily use, just rare blasting my
nerves out and busting myself up off road and it too.
Parts for P11's are rare as hens teeth and cost more when found.
I keep a photo of one a friend sent over my work desk, as reminder.
But its all dressed up and weighted down by road going extra stuff.
Picture most paired down desert racer with Axtel engine then
remove the number plates and any cushion in seat and built 2" front low.
Tach was marked at 9000, so not knowing nothing, guess how
I'd start off to go no where through 4 gears barely moving ahead
of the dense smoke clouds feet on pegs and ears hurting, tapping
a big chrome kill button to save time shifting at WOT.
Could not apply full throttle on street tire below 60 mph or
acceleration hesitated by tire spin till bike caught up.
I had to baby it to get around in town, but direct throttle
to tire rpm w/o regard to speed was handy to maneuver
w/o leaning. A small book to cover the adventures/stunts
it brought me. So bad a bike, HD biker drug gangs treated
me as family, till I saw what that meant and avoided involvement.
If you do get a P11 to live with, Tom Davenport had the solution,
he put on rubber mounted Honda yoke/bars, but that would only
save the hands some, not sacrum to brainium and feet.
Tom dropped out of sight, I assume dead now some how.
hobot
Mostly its light wt and hi power of its special engine.
But after tasting the joys of a Combat Commando, no way would
I want factory scabbed together P11 for daily use, just rare blasting my
nerves out and busting myself up off road and it too.
Parts for P11's are rare as hens teeth and cost more when found.
I keep a photo of one a friend sent over my work desk, as reminder.
But its all dressed up and weighted down by road going extra stuff.
Picture most paired down desert racer with Axtel engine then
remove the number plates and any cushion in seat and built 2" front low.
Tach was marked at 9000, so not knowing nothing, guess how
I'd start off to go no where through 4 gears barely moving ahead
of the dense smoke clouds feet on pegs and ears hurting, tapping
a big chrome kill button to save time shifting at WOT.
Could not apply full throttle on street tire below 60 mph or
acceleration hesitated by tire spin till bike caught up.
I had to baby it to get around in town, but direct throttle
to tire rpm w/o regard to speed was handy to maneuver
w/o leaning. A small book to cover the adventures/stunts
it brought me. So bad a bike, HD biker drug gangs treated
me as family, till I saw what that meant and avoided involvement.
If you do get a P11 to live with, Tom Davenport had the solution,
he put on rubber mounted Honda yoke/bars, but that would only
save the hands some, not sacrum to brainium and feet.
Tom dropped out of sight, I assume dead now some how.
hobot