69 or 70 Honda 125. The street version. I had a red one and my buddy had a blue one. We used to race all over town. It was a gas. Didn't work too well off road but that didn't stop us. Buried the darned thing up to the muffler on many occasions. It was light enough to lift out of the rut and off we'd go. Man, I miss that thing. Saw a lot of back country roads. even rode it from Chicago to Wisconsin a few times. Had a sturdy butt in those days. No helmet. T shirt, shorts, and tennis shoes. No goggles either. Got a June bug in the eye one evening going about 50. Darned near knocked me off the bike. Let my girlfriend ride it and she wheelied me right off the back seat That was it for her. She walked all the way home.