my uncle had a 72 h2 when i was 3 i loved that bike when i moved away he told me it was my bike my mother drove it in the back of a truck where it set in my basement until i was 13 when i rode around the yard on it lol when i was 15 i prowled the streets lokking for new bikes to chew up and spit out i got a number of tickets in the 3 years i rode it before i decided to sell it for cash towards my demon and like the rest of you i learned respect and humility lol well i got my bike back last year and it is in shambles im restoring it piece by piece and will hunt again i wonder if i can beat the gixxer 1000 in the 8th lol if only they made a bike like the h2 today learn on the biggest scariest meanest thing you can is what i was told and damnit the h2 fits the bill ...............there are 3 kinds of riders those who have been down those going down and hell the rest of us were going down again and my the tankslappers be nil ciao