listen to this.............

Aye Arc, when men wur men. I'll ease you over compression and bring you a few years forward with this one.
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ovenpaa said.................

'Pah! No decompressor and no advance retard to play with '

an withoot the steel timing gear of the manual job a few hundered miles doon the road an the fibre drive tae the mag is stripped :rob
Both mine (VmT and Vm) had the steel manual gears. The Thruxton had the Velocette 'Tickle' front brake and close ratio box with a 1 3/8" GP carb (Goldies had a 1 1/2" ) and the R7 fairing. Ah where are you EHA877D?:tears
 
Pah! No decompressor and no advance retard to play with :)

I remember riding Panther 120s back in the 60's - they had "Half Compression Pedals" as well :eek:

I had a 600cc Sidevalve Ariel 'VB'.

86mm bore X 102mm stroke, the piston was like a bucket going down a well - if you got the starting sequence wrong it would chuck you over the tank :thumb

Men were men in those days . . flat on the tank, thumb jammed between the advance/retard lever and the bar to keep it at full advance and 73mph on the clock while you hoped you wouldn't need the brakes (brakes . . what brakes ?). Bits fractured and fell off all the time.

The 6V, 60Watt dynamo wouldn't quite balance the lights so the battery gradually ran flat at night.

The noise was great though.

I never fancied one of those 'ring-a-ding-ding' two strokes though (after I got rid of my scooter to my sister :augie).

I seemed to tow a lot of Velos with my Ariel Square Four in those days :augie

Happy memories.


Bob.
 
aye Bob............

'Men were men in those days . . flat on the tank, thumb jammed between the advance/retard lever and the bar to keep it at full advance and 73mph on the clock while you hoped you wouldn't need the brakes (brakes . . what brakes ?).

An a copy o' the Courier doon the front o' yer jecket fir warmth:rob
 


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