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1988-1989 Beginning 1989-1990 Mock Ups & Test Beds 1990-1992 First Streamliner
1992-1994 Second Streamliner 1994-1996 Third Streamliner 1996-1997 Fourth Streamliner
1997-1998 Fifth Streamliner 1999-2000 Fifth Streamliner 2000-2001 Fifth Streamliner
2000-2001 Fifth Streamliner 2000-2001 Fifth Streamliner 2002-2003 Fifth Streamliner
2003-2004 Sixth Streamliner 2004-2005 Sixth Streamliner 2005-2006 Seventh Streamliner
2006-2007 Eighth Streamliner 2007-2008 Eighth Streamliner 2007-2008 Visit to Thunderdome

1992-1994 Second Streamliner

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So the task began. With all of the new information, again I thought, "How hard can this be?"

I shortened the second liner four feet, and relocated the fire bottles, as well as practically all other systems. The high impact plastic fuel tank was discarded in favor of an aluminum one which I fabricated and mounted over the rear wheel. The steering wheel, with cable controlled front wheel steering, was discarded in favor of handlebar and linkage. Don told me that that had been tried and just didn't work. I redesigned the shocks and built a completely new frame and body for my second streamliner.

Another year went by, hundreds of more hours, and another $20,000. The engines were nearing completion.

About this time Don Vesco was road racing as a member of the group sponsored by BMW called "The Battle of the Legends". He would be in Daytona Beach, Florida during Bike Week at the world famous Daytona Beach Raceways. I thought it might be a good idea to see if I got it right on liner number two. I had a few bikes that I wanted to off load at Jerry Wood's auction, held every year at the event. So off I went with the 90% complete liner. However, the engines were left on the work bench, as they were still in the finish up stage. I was much happier with liner number two. She was real pretty, little, very aerodynamic, and red.

Don agreed to meet me at an autograph session he had going on with the "Battle of the Legends" group at the Motorcycle Repair College. After the session, which was all day, he finally had time to look the bike over. He climbed into the cockpit, then the pants were taken off for a look see. He wasn't saying much, and I didn't know if this was good or bad. Finally, after he had given the liner a thorough going over, he commenced with his critique.

This and that would have to be changed. This and that should be changed, and this and that are good.


My best laid plans were shattered again. I was beginning to seriously doubt my ability to do this. But wasn't it only a matter of getting it right? How hard could that be?

So once again, "back to the drawing board".

Liner number two never graced the salt.