Word: bike
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...wheeled transportation, Honda Motors Co. of Japan has long since lapped the field. Honda's U.S. export models are the fastest selling numbers since the salad day of the Harley-Davidson. Its cycles take home most of the prizes in international racing. Its new, lightweight "Little Honda" motor bike sells like soy sauce in Japan, will be introduced in the U.S. next year at about $100. And now the world's largest motorcycle manufacturer is tooling up for a sharp turn into the international auto market...
Beastly is the word for the people in this picture. Out beyond Palm Springs, six of the sicklers solo off and chainwhip a couple of stompers from another hogpen. In the peel-off, Loser (Bruce Dern) puts the burn on a police bike, catches a slug in the back, lands on the critical list. H.B. and his buddies bust him out of the hospital, but back at the clubhouse Loser dies of shock while puffing pot. As the fuzz move in, the choppers move out for Loser's funeral in a chapel draped with Nazi banners. The-rite soon...
...Flag. Inspired by the Tour de France, bike racing has long been a favorite Vietnamese avocation, and the precautions taken reflected the nation's interest. Highway 1 was swept beforehand by troops of the national police. U.S. Marine checkpoints were ordered to flash word ahead as the cyclists hove into view. When the arrangements were complete, the entrants gathered on Danang's waterfront. With the starting gun, they pumped briskly off, preceded by a jeepload of tour officials clearing puzzled drivers off the highway with a red flag and siren...
...soon moved to Viet Nam, turned freelancer, and has been covering the war ever since-except for a few brief vacations like the one to Singapore, where he began a motorbike ride back to Saigon through Laos, Cambodia and the Viet Cong. He soon totaled himself and the bike, and was forced to reach Saigon by safer means...
...After reading your article, my parents offered to buy me a car in return for the surrender of my bike. I have chosen to reduce the probability of dying on the roads by four-fifths, and to join the ranks of the merry millions who consider it good sport to pick off the two-wheeled buffs. I sleep a little better each night knowing that I'm now doing the gunning...