As usual I have gone off the deep end , Fever raging over BSA 250. Like I had mentioned early , I can find every part new or if not used , but one part. Driving me nuts , obviously it can’t be had new or I would. Used market is much tougher , crazy prices and I love to negotiate , I put out a fair price when it’s crazy high and almost always get it. But this one part has me checking sources 2 to 3 times a day. I won’t say what it is till after it in my grubby hands. It will eventually pop up at 3x a fair price I won’t hesitate  I have to have one. My buddy might have one but got to keep a poker face on this one ,he’s been in the hospital for over 2 months so my hands are tied until he feel well enough. If I wind up with a spare it will sell quick at 4 to 5 times , or a negotiated price to some other sick individual with the fever raging , that’s how it works !

Going to get yourself in some trouble ?
Hmmm ?
Bad boy bad boy.
What’ cha gonna do ?

It’s nearing that day to go get my 250. My buddy out of hospital after some months and recouping at home. Tells me a non running car blocking access to garage where she is sitting. He in no shape for garage diggin. I have offered my help with anything till he is better. Over a hundred miles from here , 1 1/2- 2 hrs. Trying to not be pushy , but he knows I’m chomping at the bit. He’s has seen the fever take me many times before. I get excited and the project becomes a monster , like a conductor of a symphony directing all that is heard, fully immersed ! No way out but forward , to the finish. I guess it consumes my mind , some say I’m less social during a build. When I say it’s a sickness I’m not joking. Fever is raging , gonna get worse before it gets better !  

Some place to store your next lot purchase?

When I told him I was getting my first BSA back from 40 years ago I knew I had him. That appealed to his builder/ collector side , knowing he was helping me putting one back on the road changed his whole attitude. But he still thought I was scamming him , but I quickly squashed that when I told him just an old man with minimal computer skills and not smart enough scam anyone with a computer. That made him laugh and relaxed quite a bit after that. He asked how many bikes I own (6) and how many I’ve had and the answer was I honestly don’t know. He knew I was the real deal and just on the hunt !  

So sorry to hear of your loss.  🙏🏻

Ruttly - so sorry to hear this.   Losing a family member is the worst.  I lost my mother in August. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.