Hey Sausage. I found mine!

Rad, congrats. Wooley-Booger tires, dirt and sand...no swapping.

Twist throttle and no hand brake? You can fit a big-ass igloo on that rack too.
 
Back in the mid 90s I used to frequent a compound just off the bay in San Felipe that housed that exact same bike. Whenever we would show up, the next morning there would always be a big bag of clams on the front porch gifted by the locals. I fired up that bike every morning and rode it up and down the beach before coffee and making breakfast of clams and eggs for everyone. Good Memories. Enjoy yore new score.
 
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