
Donny went on to fame by founding the shop Scuderia West. I sold my Ducati, still in parts, to Jim's ex-girlfriend, leaving me with a TR6R I'd bought from Jim as my only bike. She re-sold the Ducati to a guy in Minnesota. Last I heard, Jim was in a nursing home in the East Bay.
I was sitting next to Jim when he "founded" the British Death Fleet, a semi-organized clique that still meets at the notorious SF watering hole Zeitgeist. It began around 1986 when a loose group of Euro-bike riders in SF were drinking at Speck/The Adler Museum. Jim spotted an Argentine War poster on the ceiling and loudly recited the slogan, "Who can stop the British Death Fleet?!!" Probably in his cups, he kept reciting it, and the name stuck although there were more BMWs in the group, and probably more Italian bikes, than British amongst us.
[Turns out the "British Death Fleet" poster was a San Francisco Irish-American artifact, directed against British naval vessels visiting SF and pre-dating the Argentine War. See here, scroll down.]
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I knew Jim and his girlfriend (can't remember her name, but remember her beauty) when he lived in the basement flat of a victorian on the corner of Page and Shrader, and used to ride my black Norton with all the guys (maybe even you). I left SF in '86 and heard of his accident on Dolores?/Guerrero? after that when I was visiting. I've always meant to look him up, but life gets in the way. I have since contacted other BDF members and we've shared some pretty good stories.
The guys/gals I remember:
John B.
Keith
Jim B.
BJ
John C.
Jim M.
Andy
Nick H.
Othmar
Pam A.
Merrill C.
Ed W.
David D.
Thanks for the article!
Kenn Peters
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