cb360 is alive

Our philly winter has delayed the 360 terrorizing the streets but it’s built and…. in my living room.

I’ll be loading it up in the back of the toyota for the trip up to Ricky’s Joint for a proper tune up soon enough.

12 responses to “cb360 is alive”

  1. admin says:

    Looks good.
    Two questions:
    1) Is Chris gonna ride it this spring?
    2) How many wires total are in the main harness? (I forget)
    -ed

  2. yann says:

    looks great,
    the weather these past two days have been perfect for ridding,

    ..i popped the clutch cable in south philly, about to go get the bike with a van.. anyone have a parts bike with an extra cable? otherwise I will just order one tonight.

  3. yann says:

    incase anyone has forgotten (its been a while), still have the 550f

  4. mick says:

    hell yeah. looks great with the bars. goin to be a little ripper.

    no extra cables, sorry

  5. andrew says:

    so the snow slowed up your seat progress?

  6. Justin says:

    Nice! Can’t wait to see it out!

  7. Mike says:

    the bars look awesome, front end is real clean.

  8. chris says:

    that shiiit iz legiiit! how’d you end up doin the round bar end.

  9. Adam says:

    Oh, I’m saving the seat for the final pictures.

    The 360 has a U-bar end that is removable and holds the fender. I took it off cut it and the frame shorter then welded it together.

  10. ed says:

    you’re saving the seat for the final pictures?
    …that seat better have a completed seat pad on it too.

    shit, i’m still waiting to see a 500t seat pad!

  11. Devyn says:

    Came together nice

  12. Aaron says:

    Killer bike can’t wait to see the seat

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