In Germany nowadays you have to have whole rows of stamps on your exhaust system. In addition, that exhaust system must be 'eedetragen' in your 'Brief'. If your exhaust system is not legal, you will immediately receive a fine and the Polizei will confiscate your motorcycle until an 'Original Auspuffanlage' hangs under it again.
This is not tampered with, while the Polizei, unlike a number of police officers here in the Netherlands, does know how to correctly perform an exhaust noise measurement. The German Gründliche total approach often has the side effect that the agents can give you the tip that there happens to be a motorcycle shop in the area that ... The trade in used original exhaust systems is flourishing in the border region. A ticket and a different exhaust system further, the Polizei wishes you a pleasant weekend. Your old system will stay in Germany and will be destroyed.
Thirty kilometers further it is your turn because the man with the radar gun fired at you from his hip. Such a graze also costs money, but fortunately the rates for clear speeding offenses in Germany are people-friendly. We are more endeared than angry with our classics: “Look! We can still be too fast! ” We moor on a terrace, do a few servings of cholesterol and we wonder, mildly surprised, what Curry Würste could be made of. Some improbable and disgusting suggestions come.
Fortunately, the German Horeca is much cheaper than the Dutch. That provides a point of rest and perspective. After half a liter of beer against the oiliness, it is then your turn for a breathalyzer a few turns further. There is quite a lot of police in Germany. It will be due to the nuisance of modern motorcycles on the weekends. We have also been seriously overtaken a few times.
After a short climb and a nice bend we are kindly but resolutely waved to by Polizwei. The one quietly in the background. The other is hungry for prey. The older Polizist approaches, smiling calmly. His much younger colleague is a fanatically looking young lady who apparently recently exchanged her headscarf for such a cool German police hat. The steam is practically coming out of her ears. She is steaming with a sense of duty. She suspects our bikes of extreme illegality. Demands our papers in a high tone. Snaps at her colleague for the dB meter. The sound turns out to be okay. That's because we can accelerate ourselves and play with the ignition a bit. In addition, old side valves sound good.
The police lady is now getting a bit insecure because she cannot find our bikes in her documentation. The years between 1940-1955 have apparently not been properly updated. In the meantime, the two of us have been busy with the three of us for so long that a managerial cap arrives. He listens briefly and points to the two Harleys and the pale green sidecar combination. “Das sind zwei Amerikaner und eine Russe. Und mein Grossvater hat gesagt dagegen nie wieder zu kämpfen. ” A fingertip against the brim of his cap. Ich wünsch 'ihnen ein schönen Tag. Und sei vorsichtig! “Nice people, those Germans. Sensible grandfather and grandson too, by the way.
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