5 YAMAHA FS1-E
‘ They could hit a genuine 55mph’
“I don’t care much for Fizzys. It goes back to 1980 when I became faintly repulsed by their clumpy rubber bicycle pedals and puny frames and pathetic small-bike looks. I loathed the way they herded together outside the newsagent opposite the school entrance, three yellow ones and one revolting bronzy-puke one, L-plates contemptuously falling or fallen off.
My bike was a Suzuki X-1, a proper sporting machine that sat just the wrong side of the 1977 legislation that restricted fifties to 30mph. Those unrestricted Fizzys could hit a genuine 55mph down Stanmore Lane, the second steepest hill in Winchester.
“The idiots on board came screaming past, 14-hole DMS sticking out at ten-to-two on those pedals, feather cuts flowing, school blazers flapping, before leaving me alone with nothing but the heady whiff of cheap two-stroke oil and their unconfined joy. I’m not bitter.”