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Many of us have CalSci windscreens on our Feejers. I had an opportunity to interview Mark Lawrence, the genius behind the screen. He's hilarious. He's also put more than 500,000 miles underneath motorcycle tires and has opinions to spare. Here's a couple of snips . . .
Tell me about your first bike . . .
I got a paper route when I was 12. I saved my money for a year. About two weeks before my thirteenth birthday, I gave my mom $100 (an enormous sum for a 12 y/o to have in ‘69) and said, “I’m having that mini-bike at the Yamaha shop for my birthday, or I’m burning the house down. But whatever you decide is ok with me, Mom.”
At this point, the stories diverge. My mother claims “I always said if he could work that hard and save money like that, he could have whatever he wanted.” My story is that for the next two weeks there was stony silence at dinner every night, then my parents would go upstairs to their room and have a big fight. You’ll have to decide on your own which story to believe.
What attracted you to motorcycling?
I dunno. Too long ago. Sailing was too slow. Computers didn’t exist. Girls had cooties. (actually, now they have divorce lawyers, which is far worse. . .)
The rest of the interview can be found at midliferider. It's a fun read.
Many of us have CalSci windscreens on our Feejers. I had an opportunity to interview Mark Lawrence, the genius behind the screen. He's hilarious. He's also put more than 500,000 miles underneath motorcycle tires and has opinions to spare. Here's a couple of snips . . .
Tell me about your first bike . . .
I got a paper route when I was 12. I saved my money for a year. About two weeks before my thirteenth birthday, I gave my mom $100 (an enormous sum for a 12 y/o to have in ‘69) and said, “I’m having that mini-bike at the Yamaha shop for my birthday, or I’m burning the house down. But whatever you decide is ok with me, Mom.”
At this point, the stories diverge. My mother claims “I always said if he could work that hard and save money like that, he could have whatever he wanted.” My story is that for the next two weeks there was stony silence at dinner every night, then my parents would go upstairs to their room and have a big fight. You’ll have to decide on your own which story to believe.
What attracted you to motorcycling?
I dunno. Too long ago. Sailing was too slow. Computers didn’t exist. Girls had cooties. (actually, now they have divorce lawyers, which is far worse. . .)
The rest of the interview can be found at midliferider. It's a fun read.
