1. Prologue

After six years of breaking my neck after each high rev sound passing by I had an unique opportunity to get a new bike. I started to run through second hand ads and was a bit disappointed, how scruffy bikes can be. Broken fairings, rust, missing parts, ripped seats... Seriously, I cannot understand people who don't give a shit about their rusted, smashed up bikes standing in the garage and asking for care. It is not only a form of transport, it's a piece of steel with a soul.

Ok then, lets do it in different way... Get a bike, strip it to the bone and slowly bring her back to life. Keeping in my mind eternal sentence "how hard can it be" I started to look for a bike with possibly lowest mileage, healthy engine and... well the rest of it can be ruined.

Finally in April 2012 I bought 1999 Kawasaki ZX-7R.