Well for what its worth, during the sixties my BSA was an oil spewing, vibrating piece of junk which would start maybe half the time, sported an Frankenstein electrical system and actually used to shed parts as it proceeded down the highway. My Honda and Yamaha were wonders of smooth reliability and never, ever let me down. Somewhere in that scenario superior technology must have played a role.
The BSA had very cool optics, however.
Normw
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