




50cc or 125cc, Italian made. 1974, 14 years old, I could legally ride one on the London streets when I reached the giddy age of 16! I wanted one of these more than life itself, even more than I wanted Rachel Welch in fact, which is saying something. I dreamt about them day and night, the Fantic that is, not Rachels Mandigo Warriors, sort of. Anyways, they were way too expensive for a spotty school kid, as was Miss Welch I think.
So what did I end up with in 76? a Mobylette with a hole in the exhaust thats what, oh well. I used to ride that around with my helmet strap undone 'cos I had just seen Kellys Heros.
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