A little history about my Kawasaki life, in 1972 my dad opened a Kawasaki dealership in my hometown, I do bleed green but I like my lil Honda's also. I was 11 years old when the first H2 arrived at the store, when they assembled the bike and fired it up, I was a triple man for life. My dad took it home and made it his daily driver, wasn't long before it had Denco pipes(I think), Wiseco pistons, ported, rear sets, 3/4 fairing and drag bars, that bike was wicked, my dad would let me ride it at 12 years old, my mom would always trip out.
But in 1973, the ultimate arrived, Z-1 900, the king of superbikes, even to this day in my book, my dad had to have it, I remember the first thing that went on that bike was a 4 into 1 header. I remember we had it out one day and pulled the baffle, the business across the street came over and asked "what is that thing? it rattled our windows!". I remember my dad building that bike with a bunch of Yoshimura stuff, cams, pistons, smooth bores and whatever was available. When I was 16, he let me run it at the dragstrip, I remember running in the 10's that day, man was that bike fast, gone are the good ole days but I can still dream about it.