There has only been one bike in my life that I lusted after and did for many years. I’d kind of forgotten it when I got my 640 Adventure. Sometimes life comes full circle. A friend of mine had one and said he’d never sell it as it was a gift from his father with sentimental value. A couple of weeks ago he texted me offering me first right of refusal. How could I say no? The red is growing on me but the missus says it looks like a Russian mail order bride. She also says I need a Ducati or Norton as the garage is getting a little Germanic.