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Exactly what my driving instructor warned me about around '84: Men with hats in Opels

The bike that started my love for Moto Guzzi. On the bike show in Utrecht I spotted Sophia Loren amongst hundreds of occasions.

HadaDaytona contacted me about this scammer. I told him to put up a warning on the forum for everyone to read. If the scammer turns out to be a forum member I will name & shame him and take all appropriate measures. Fwiw: I can’t read personal messages either. Maybe if I go directly into the database, but then I still have to decode them. Let HadaDaytona reply to this thread or send me a PM. Then we can do something about it

Oberdan Bezzi is doing these studies for a long time. Not sure if yhis one is his too: https://oberdanbezzi.artstation.com/albums/1117762

It sais 1100 Sport / Daytona, so you should be good. https://rebootspares.com/spares.php Pete Morcombe has a 1100 Sport breaker. Maybe he can help out? (Englishman based in France) I've bought some parts from him in the past; a thrustworthy address.

I'm amazed it took you so long to find out!

Should be possible, but you need a V11 front subframe. The Centauro engine is positioned slightly off centre. And I'm not sure if the V11 6 speed box will fit in a Centauro frame.

I think what he meant is that TLM is the first address he checked, because it's so close to home.

Tell us how you really feel, Pete!

Reading this thread somehow reminds me of this song by Rush: My uncle has a country place That no one knows about He says it used to be a farm Before the Motor Law And on Sundays I elude the eyes And hop the Turbine Freight To far outside the Wire Where my white-haired uncle waits Jump to the ground As the Turbo slows to cross the borderline Run like the wind As excitement shivers up and down my spine Down in his barn My uncle preserved for me an old machine For fifty odd years To keep it as new has been his dearest dream I strip away the old debris That hides a shining car A brilliant red Barchetta From a better vanished time I fire up the willing engine Responding with a roar Tires spitting gravel I commit my weekly crime Wind In my hair Shifting and drifting Mechanical music Adrenaline surge Well-weathered leather Hot metal and oil The scented country air Sunlight on chrome The blur of the landscape Every nerve aware Suddenly ahead of me Across the mountainside A gleaming alloy air car Shoots towards me, two lanes wide I spin around with shrieking tires To run the deadly race Go screaming through the valley As another joins the chase Drive like the wind Straining the limits of machine and man Laughing out loud with fear and hope I've got a desperate plan At the one-lane bridge I leave the giants stranded at the riverside Race back to the farm To dream with my uncle at the fireside

Educated guess: 90% of European bikers don't use their bikes for commuting. Leisure only

On my 1200 I do the maintenance myself and luckily there is a real talented young mechanic in our village who isn't afraid of stuff over 15 years old. (My 1200Sport is now that old)

Some people in the Netherlands refer to an ugly motorcycle as an 'hok'. Which means shed (as in garden shed)

Merci beaucoup! A vous aussi. Sorry, but she's as Dutch as stroopwafels

Enjoy your holiday and a happy and healthy 2025!