FOR REASONS KNOWN TO SOMEONE, but not myself, we tend to split up old bikes into British, Japanese and European camps. For some, the one camp will do, but like most of us, I like ‘em all, and for various different reasons.
The thought of Italian twins growling away underneath you, their stable handling romping through twisting valley roads, or German boxers eating miles like Pacman with the munchies, and Eastern European bikes getting under your skin and into your heart, their ring-a-ding singing voice accompanying each ride and ever-friendly owners pleased to see you...
European bikes offer all that a British bike could, often for less money. But they could prove an issue when needing parts, so if you like the idea of a certain model, chat to the…
