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By Chuck Clayton
A NIGHT TO REMEMBER
It was good that California had no
helmet law last Saturday, for the
woman who shares my fortunes had just
made a sizeable investmen t in the
arrangement of her hairdo. Besides, the
nigh t air was balmy with a tropical
breeze, in short just about perfect for
riding a bike in from the suburbs to
experience
the
International-AMA
Motocross at the Los Angeles Coliseum.
You could tell it was going to be a
biggie by the way traffic jammed ul'
miles before the off.ramp. Just snick
down a couple of gears, to 40 miles an
hour, fingers and toe resting lightly on
the brakes and bike on through. What
satisfaction whisking past all the caged
commuters idling in their own fumes!
At the Coliseum we are directed to
the best part of the parking lot
(charging half the car rate) where perch
a couple of dozen other motorcycles
out of all these thousands of personal
vehicles.
Hundreds
of acres
of
melon-like cars beside them a little spice
patch of motorcycles. These are the
good old days.
They say that there are 50 million
cars in America and something like 30
million bicycles today. Vet there are
only
2Y2-million
street
legal
motorcycles. Something is screwed up,
obviously, but I don't let it bother me,
as long as one of that 2!h-million is me.
About 25,000 of us spread out in the
Coliseum and enjoyed watching Magic
Marty Tripes ride circle around the
Europeans. Wow! 1 hollered and stood
up and waved my program, hoping
Marty would see how what he was doing
affected me and so did everybody else.
It was a really good feeling when he
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