I'm probably not the first or last to point out that in Engelond, where cafe racers were invented, they probably kept their fenders on. You know, for like rain and pebbles from the cobbles and stuff.
No front fender combined with some glass-lensed aviator sunglasses is one of the sicker contemporary fashion looks.
I live in Brooklyn, where neo-rat-chopper faux-Angel and k-mart quality cafe are at very high, but roughly equal, peaks. It's a crap place to ride a bike without rear suspension.
'76 Xl250 '04 XR250R '09 DR650 '10 TR450
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- OBDR, CDR & western TAT - July 2013
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