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  • The term "Cafe Racer" refers to man and machine, who are part of a sub-culture of a certain type of motorcycle and rider. Some don helmets and leathers and venture out for a Sunday morning ride to random cafes for a cup of coffee or hit the streets in the evening looking for a cold Beer. You could say that the term "Cafe Racer", is a term that defines man and his machine.

    Not all motorcycles make for good cafe racers; it doesn't matter if it's a Honda, BSA, Norton, Norvin, Yamaha, Triumph, Triton, Moto Guzzi, Ducati, BMW or Kawasaki once modified into a cafe racer its not going to be all that comfortable for long distance rides. When a man determines which type of motorcycle he wants to modify, its more for speed and handling than comfort. That man is defined as the creator of a Cafe Racer. Therefore, "Cafe Racer" is more than just the motorcycle alone, it is also the man behind the creation of the machine. The kind of man that modifies bikes into cafe racers appreciates engineering and is not afraid to take on the risks of reconstructing some manufacturer's production line plain Jane and converting it to a fine runway model. These are calculated risks, however, and are only for the man who has the vision and the love of the sport and are not risks for the weekend warrior. In fact; some of the parts that are fitted onto these motorcycles are unique and can't be purchased, they are custom built at local machine shops.

    For me, the Sunday morning ride to Starbucks is so more than the need for a cup of coffee. (Lol, How much coffee can one drink anyway?). We go to multiple cafe's, check out other bikes and appreciate the work and creativity that went into them. The creation of the bike is the demonstration of knowledge and the cool mystique of the man who pulls up to the curb is held accountable for the outcome. The bike and the man are "The Cafe Racer". So, in the end its about man and machine, the thrill of the road, the chill in the air, the all-by-chance feeling of living free as we go from one cafe to the next. Personally, I know its all worth it when I get to the first cafe, sip that first cup of hot coffee and someone says "Is that bike yours?"
    Dana Wilson
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