In the winter of 20100/2011 my brother and I got wind of a BSA chopper for sale. So we went and checked it out, turns out the guy who had it was in a wheel chair, and had traded his camaro 15 years earlier for the BSA. He previously had it in his living room with the headlight wired up like a lamp. His NASCAR collection got larger and there was no more room for the bike so it went into storage. I found it in a shed under a bunch of wheelchairs, made a deal, shovelled some snow and took it home...