I can remember when I became interested in motorcycles. My brother Steve told me the story of the legendary “Black Shadow.” I was about 12 years old. I never forgot it. It would be many years before I saw one.
I made my living as a motorcycle mechanic from 1974 on, and I have always been an enthusiast. Having opened my own shop, Full Throttle Powersports in Chestertown, Maryland, I spend my days servicing motorcycles. Sometimes, I indulged myself with my own project. One day, a patron had a 1982 Yamaha 920 Virago that had been rusting away in a barn. Rather than sending it to the local junk yard, they decided to donate the XV to
