Monday, 1 April 2013
YAMAHA 1974 TX 750 . . . . THE NON HAND GRENADE MODEL THAT IS . . . . ANYONE WHO'S EVER RIDDEN A 360 DEGREE CRANK PARALLEL TWIN WILL KNOW THE VIBRATIONS ARE PRETTY RAD, THE WORST I'VE EXPERIENCED BEING THE TRUMPY DAYTONA 500 . . . . WHEN YAMAHA ROLLED OUT THE TX 750 IN '72/'73, THEY THOUGHT THEY HAD THE BAD VIBES LICKED . . . . AS FATE WOULD HAVE IT, UNFORTUNATELY, THEY FUCKED UP . . . . SELF DESTRUCTION PAR EXCELLENCE.
Long story short, the handsome TX-750 quickly joined the ranks of automotive failures pretty quickly, along with the first two oil-in-frame Triumphs, it was a fucking disaster from the moment they went on sale, shame really because they were a bloody schmooth lookin jigger for the day, sadly though, the engineering and design team at Tuning Fork Central hadn't done their homework properly . . . . the new fangled anti vibration balancer set-up in the bottom end was shit on a stick hopeless, chains stretched, bearings and shells failed, cam lobes grauched dry up top, motors lunched themselves through oil starvation and overheating and much gnashing of teeth and dashing of brand image was the result, they got it together in time for the 1974 model by adding a monster sump and oil cooler among other mods to the balancer thingy, but the damage had been done, its reputation for catastrophic failure was established and it was dropped.
I noticed this old tart sitting opposite the place we get brekky from in Brunswick Heads this morning and went over and started drooling over just how unmolested it was, it might be different in the States and the U.K but over here in Aussie, they are like rocking horse doo-doo, you just don't see em around anymore . . . . got chatting to the owner, it was a '74 version and he'd ridden it the 700 miles from Sydney to the Byron Blues Festival and it hadn't missed a proverbial beat, he's getting the motor rebuilt soon and has another one ready to get back on the road . . . . I hadn't clapped eyes on one for at least twenty years and was totally stoked to see one in original shape getting some real miles under its wheels, I've still got the Two Wheels mags from the day when they were released, as a young bike nutter I thought they were utterly gorgeous . . . . nothing's changed . . . . and sadly, neither has history.