A dummy light would of saved me and my 65 when I was a radical back in 83.
My friends and I use to go out to this place outside Woodland California - 'The Rolling Hills' - A huge wide farm road.
Many locals called the place The Roller Coasters.
Because of how smooth and wide the dirt road was, we could just fly over those hills. Because of the speed we'd go, it really gave you the up and down rush of a roller coaster.
In the winter it became a great place to go Muddin.
Plowing through the mud, fish tailing, and flying over the hills. Anyway, we were having so much fun, I didn't notice my oil pressure dropped off because the dim lighted old gauges on my 65.
The warning light would of caught my attention sooner.
Well, I shut the engine off and it seized up.
Put some oil in it and pull started it back on paved road, but the cam was shot.
