| 1977- | The good old times | -1980 |
| Those were heavy days Means of transport: This is the bike that took me to my driverslicence, which in those days meant: try it out for a while and if you got the idea take it to an examinator |
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It took me down to the south of France and to
the Swiss alps, splitting my but with its too narrow, insupportive and most incomfy seat. But it took me everywhere and it was my first transport to freedom. Yeah, those were the days |
| It even bared with me |