‘Cycle World ‘a wild and skittish bucking bronco with all the talent in the world and not one single ounce of condescension’’. A rider who could get his head around the peculiarities of an H1 or H2 was probably going to be pretty fast on anything, but, they were not something that most riders came to grips with. Compared to the fast British bikes of the late sixties early seventies it was a demented monster. They are a very physical bike to ride fast, not for the average rider. My H1 had a class record at Castlereagh Drag Strip (Australia) when I bought it. I was given strict riding instructions by the builder as my previous bike was a Ducati single, and let loose. I ignored his advice at the first set of lights, pulled a near vertical wheelie and made an unintended right turn before I came down. I then decided to heed his advice, worked hard at it and ended up eating sleeping and breathing the thing. The next step was an H2 from the same builder, faster more ‘bad mannered’ and with a longer equally narrow frame, I went back to the 500 because I found it quicker and easier to ride on tight roads. A Z1 followed but it was fast, and bland. Half your luck racing them, I wish I had.