Pip Higham S90, definitely not C200, oh no!
At my stage in life I’m always delighted to wake up in the morning, but recently I woke up after dreaming about one of my little ones that I’d let go. Not one of the kids, no. This was one of my bikes.
The bike in question wasn’t a GSX1100, or a turbo nutter nitrous anything, it was a Honda S90. What’s that? Well, Honda launched a diverse skulk of bikes on the world markets in the early Sixties and among them were exciting engineering masterpieces such as the CB92 and the CB72/77; there were also several 50s sporting rather uninspiring little push-rod, cast-iron top-ended motors that would struggle to lift skin off a rice pud, but soon these were joined by…
