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1999 Yamaha Xvs650 on 2040-motos

$3,000
YearYear:1999 MileageMileage:0
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1999 Yamaha Xvs650 , 1999 Yamaha V Star 650 Classic. Too many extras to list. Runs and rides great. New battery, low miles in tires. Fresh oil and filter. Needs nothing but a new rider. $3,000.00 Call if serious. NO EMAILS PLEASE. 6182108761

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Massive clearance sale, Sunday 15th August

Sat, 14 Aug 2010

WE KNOW IT'S last minute notice but Brackely Yamaha have gone bust and PB Motorsport Ltd have bought their entire stock and are having a one day sale tomorrow, Sunday 15 August 2010.   The address is:Brackley Yamaha LtdShires RoadBrackleyNorthamptonshireNN13 7EZ The sale will be on from 12.00pm - 2.00pm only. PBM are giving massive reductions to Visordown readers and members on all items in the sale.  We are offering 33% off everything in stock apart from Arai & Shoei Helmets which we are discounting by £100.00 off the RRP price. There are huge amounts of clothing, helmets and accessories from top brands such as  Arai, Shoei, Dainese, Spidi, Yamaha, Wolf, On Fire, Sidi, RGV, Rukka, RST, Schuberth, Draggin Jeans, Spada, Bering, Oxford Luggage and Motrax.Get along and pick up a bargain.

Day 9 Dakar 2014: Coma Wins, Increases Overall Lead

Tue, 14 Jan 2014

The ninth stage took the field to the northernmost point of this year’s Dakar. The riders descended from yesterday’s plateau through the Atacama desert towards the Pacific Ocean. Sand and dunes challenged the athletes especially in the final third of the stage, demanding excellent navigation skills.

The horrendous reality of restoring a 'classic'

Tue, 31 Aug 2010

It was with much excitement – displaced or not – that my freshly rebuilt 1976 SR500 Yamaha fired into life at the second kick this weekend. I say second kick. It was actually the thirty second kick – thirty of those spent frothing up a heady sweat until I realised the main fuel pipe was kinked to buggery.