BORIS MIHAILOVIC COLUMN

Australian Motorcyclist Issue #120

• BORIS MIHAILOVIC COLUMN
• TUG MCCLUTCHIN COLUMN
• TO BOISSEL – CUSTOM BIKES
• FRED DRAKE
• THE TIME TRAVELLER
• TOP TEN ELECTRIC BIKES
• THE TRUTH ABOUT PETROL
• STEEL TATTOOS
• POP YOSHIMURA
• TRIUMPH STREET TRIPLE
• MICHAEl CZAJKA
• THE GREAT WOMEN MOTORCYCLING CLOTHING DILEMMA
• MOST BONKERS WEEKEND EVER
• WHEN THE RUBBER HITS THE ROAD
• ANNUAL BULLI ANTIQUE MOTORCYCLE WEEKEND
• HEAT RISKS AND PREVENTATIVE TIPS
• Pub of the Month – Tumblong
• BUYING A SECOND-HAND MOTORCYCLE – ADVICE AND TIPS
• NICK EDARDS INTERVIEW
• BROUGH SUPERIOR LAWRENCE
• THREE UPRIGHT TWINS
• News
• VIEWS
• EDITORIAL

YOU’VE FORGOTTEN, HAVEN’T YOU?
WORDS – BORIS MIHAILOVIC

There’s two kinds of old. My kind and your kind.

And your kind is disgracefully shameful.

When I started riding, I would look at the older riders with genuine awe.

They were so fast! They rode so well! They were doing exactly what Hunter S observed people like that did – they walked tall, they laughed at what was funny and they shit on the chests of the weird.