FIRST BIKE? BSA B44

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Your Au­gust review of BSA’s 441 sin­gle brought back mem­o­ries. In 1970 a BSA dealer in the sub­urbs of New York City let me con­vince him that it was the per­fect bike for me. To be fair I don’t think I told him it was my first bike and I know I didn’t tell him I didn’t know how to ride.

Some­how I es­caped from his premises and taught my­self how to ride on the way home to New York City. If mem­ory serves the rain that started as soon as I left the dealer didn’t un­duly com­pli­cate my learn­ing ex­pe­ri­ence.

Af­ter that I rode the bike with zero prob­lems for about six months – even two-up from New York City to Ver­mont on the in­ter­state. I never had any dif­fi­culty start­ing, even though I never did learn what the de­com­pres­sor lever was for. Af­ter six months I sold it to help fi­nance a year abroad at uni­ver­sity in York. Crazy as it sounds, the B44 might have been the most re­li­able bike I ever owned. Marc Reib­man, mem­ber

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