@ OBD, no, I don't have any photos. We probably owned very model up to '74, and after that until he stopped racing (because the young racers and much more modern machines were just so much faster) he kept a couple of his faster racer/trail machines. Probably his all time favorite was the 650 Starfire, and I think he had a few generations of those. Growing up around everyone racing, and him being so good, I couldn't wait to start racing myself. It was literally all I thought about. I had a colt 10 horse, and a 250 once I got a bit older, but did get a chance to ride solo on his racers on the rare occasion. They were absolutely terrifying because of how screaming loud they were, and because the clutches didn't engage until such a high rpm (compared to the normal machine that I rode). My parents got a divorce in '74 and my mom moved my brothers and I to CA, so I never got to race. I did return one xmas, in my early 20's, and he and I got to ride the back trails and pole lines to our family cabin on Big Lake, near Wasilla. I thought to myself, "Finally, a chance to really race against my dad." He was probably on the Starfire, and I was on a TX of some flavor. He absolutely ran away from me, and all I could do was hang on for dear life and try not to get killed. It was fantastic!