For sale at the CVMG swap meet. A mere $4100. Lots of questions. For instance...What model is it? How did something so exotic and expensive end up in this condition? Why would someone buy it? How negotiable is the price? the list goes on...
It would certainly make a good subject for a creative writing class.
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AND NOT A PENNY LESS! I KNOW WHAT I'VE GOT!
She was home when the police called and had the radio turned well up to hear it all over the house (as she often did when alone) and so barely heard the phone ring. Iris wasn't used to anyone of importance calling the house and didn't pay as close attention as she maybe should have. Sargent Bacon had to repeat himself three times - and once more after asking her to turn down the radio - before she even understood who was on the line. The rest of the conversation was a verbal blur of 'cop-speak' and 'legal-ese' but by the time she replaced the handset on the cradle she knew Evan had been arrested for auto theft and had injured a police officer in the process. Although she would never admit it, she wasn't surprised. Evan had been in trouble before and a clear headed appraisal would find that the infractions had been increasing in frequency and severity. Auto Theft is the term, motorcycle theft was the crime. He had stolen a Ducati 900SS - one of the classic 'bevel-drive' models, not the later 'rubber band' motors - and had already sold off the body pieces and was removing the engine from the frame when he was found. The frame and engine had serial numbers and were impounded along with the few other contents of his amateur chop shop. The body parts with no identifying numbers will likely never be restored to their rightful owner. But as it happens, that's mostly irrelevant because no one upon seeing "Auto Theft" on the paperwork bothered to notice that this wasn't a car, and consider that motorcycle parts could easily be stored in just a tiny corner in even the most rickety of sheds. Instead they stayed outdoors in the elements. Outdoors through a full nine years of Ohio Winters, Summers, driving rain, freezing snow and baking sun. Outdoors for nine years in an impound yard because even though Evan was a ne'er-do-well, his mother's brother was probably the best defense lawyer in the state, and though he knew he had a snowball's chance in Hell of getting Evan acquitted, he could delay the case almost indefinitely.
It looks to me like a 860 GT frame, probably with its non-desmo engine, so not very exotic. Lots of patience needed to rebuild these engines if they were messed with, shims, shims, shims everywhere.
860, I think; mine (900 S2) has a different frame. D.
One too many zeros on the purchase price.
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