It was December of 2002 when a tall, thin gentleman in his early 60's
wearing a Triumph cap walked into my office. Being that my office is
at a golf course, it was somewhat unusual. Fred Halliday offered a
hand shake and said, "I hear you ride Triumph motorcycles, I have one
myself." Hearing this, I expected the conversation to go toward how
he has a 60's-something Bonneville that he rides on warm, sunny days
(I seem to be a target for this type of conversation about older
Triumphs). However, what he said next was pretty shocking, "I ride a
yellow Sprint RS. Want to go to the race track with me some day?"
After I overcame the shock, I replied - absolutely!