I wish I could get my hands on a 1972 Yamaha Mini Enduro. That was my first bike when I was a kid. My mom and dad bought a brand new one for me and I loved it. I rode the thing until I grew out of it and sold it for a bigger bike. Every time I think back about that bike, I get so mad at myself for getting rid of it. But when your a teenager you just don't think about tomorrow. I have seen restored ones on the internet, but I have not seen one in person in a lot of years. I guess for the time being I'll just keep dreaming about that bike and all the fun I had riding it.
Wow that sux that such a cool bike is just sitting there wasting away. I wish I lived closer so I could take a look at it.
