nubsnubs
Familiar Face
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A sad story...
My grandfather purchased a 1950's German Zundapp motorcycle brand new. He drove the thing over 30,000 miles. Eventually he parked it in his garage, placed it under a tarp, and never rode it again. The bike ran beautifully when put into storage. Upon his passing, he left the bike to his eldest son, my uncle. This may be the one person that should have never inheritted the damn thing, becuase he has no respect for it. Since then, the bike has beel allowed to rot, and still sits, a relic falling to peices. I have begged and plead, as with others, to get permission to work on the thing, and get it running, but my uncle is dead set that if it sits and rots, it will be worth a million dollors someday. Everytime I see it I feel an ache in my heart for it. Anyhow, I just wanted to share the story. The picture below is of the same type of bike, only in good condition.
My grandfather purchased a 1950's German Zundapp motorcycle brand new. He drove the thing over 30,000 miles. Eventually he parked it in his garage, placed it under a tarp, and never rode it again. The bike ran beautifully when put into storage. Upon his passing, he left the bike to his eldest son, my uncle. This may be the one person that should have never inheritted the damn thing, becuase he has no respect for it. Since then, the bike has beel allowed to rot, and still sits, a relic falling to peices. I have begged and plead, as with others, to get permission to work on the thing, and get it running, but my uncle is dead set that if it sits and rots, it will be worth a million dollors someday. Everytime I see it I feel an ache in my heart for it. Anyhow, I just wanted to share the story. The picture below is of the same type of bike, only in good condition.