I've inherited Mike Berlien's old airhead. Mike bought it nearly 20 years ago and it launched his love of long distance riding, pulling him out of a tough place in his life. It hasn't run for something like a decade but he hauled it around from home to home always planning on fixing it up. I hope, with a lot of patience, ingenuity, and undoubtedly a good bit of help, to get it running again. This won't be a restoration project. I won't be worshipping at the teutonic alter. This was a punk's bike.