My most nostalgic bike...
My most nostalgic bike was a white BMW R75 - the day I bought it from my brother's best friend, he asked me to help "time" the speedometer on his Triumph GT-6 that he had just installed a "full" race cam in! We went onto Rte 3 in Massachusetts from Rte 139 where Rte 3 has a long, descending hill. We were going SO fast that ALL the cars for a mile or so ahead of us shifted to the right lane at the same time!
Interestingly, after going back to his place for awhile and then leaving for my apartment at the time, the bike blew the front tire at 50 mph or so, while on Rte 3A, a two lane state road. Darn tire let go in the middle of a curve with traffic coming at me. The bike sashayed back and forth across both lanes and, between either becoming a Chevy hood ornament or going into the trees, I chose the trees and laid the bike down.
I did one somersault as I hit the ground and stopped, the bike's front end bounced off a tree stump and that was that. We were both okay and the Good Lord was watching out for this old gal on THAT day! Did it slow me down? Well, sorta - maybe... Didn't ride much after that, for the next 15 years (ex didn't like bikes, among other thangs). That incident, though, WAS about thirty-five years ago and I'm riding again... them's wuz the daze and that were a good ol' bike!