My Dad’s ZXR, he had this when I was a child until I was in my mid teens at least and went out on it at any given opportunity between work and life and Carlisle’s unpredictable weather patterns.
I would often be allowed to go on the back to, for a blast through the countryside and a bacon sandwich somewhere far from home.
This was amazing as a kid, my Dad even bought a special belt to wear with handles on the sides for me to hold onto, he thought of everything.
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