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My brother, who is 8 years my junior, had a BSA C15 Star while I was at sea. He seemed to spend much of his time falling off it if I am to believe the letters that I received from home. I do know that whenever I came on leave, it seemed always to be in pieces being repaired.
Whether he was to blame, or it was the bike's fault, I can't say. But it was his pride and joy and he was always praising its handling and pace. I can't comment since I have never ridden a motor bike, nor been attracted to them in any way.
Even when it was working, it was no match for my Triumph Spitfire and I used to tease him on the Snake Pass out of Glossop by letting him almost catch me, before pulling away again. Even two-up, with that horrible rear suspension and its inherent lift-off oversteer, the car could corner faster than the bike which, on that road, made a lot of difference.
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Ron
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Never regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many. Don't worry about old age - it doesn't last.
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