I guess we all have our Interceptor stories, here's mine. 
          I was 18 years old when I bought my 65 Interceptor in 1973, ending 
            a year of pestering the previous owner. The bike was sadly neglected, 
            had not run in about 3 years, and was left outside and uncovered in 
            northern New Hampshire (USA). 
          I paid $100 for it and had to chip it out of about 6 inches of 
            ice in order to take it home. The engine was thoroughly frozen 
            and took several weeks to free up. I was newly married and my wife 
            made no secret about how she felt about this rusty piece of junk I 
            hauled home. The $100 was quite a bit for us at the time and she could 
            not see the possibilities. 
          I admired the red, white and blue MV Augusta and promptly painted 
            the Enfield to match. Looking back, it was a truely ugly sight, but 
            I felt it was very beautiful. I never succeeded in getting the bike 
            running and parked it out of the way in the garage. I subsequently 
            joined the Navy and carried the bike around in pieces for 25 years. 
          
          I have now been in the service about 27 years and about 3 years ago 
            began a complete restoration. I powdercoated all black parts, new 
            seat, fenders, bars, rims and stainless spokes, pistons, rings, lower 
            and big end bearings, wiring harness, levers, all bearings and seals, 
            and cables. I had the tank, chain guard and battery box covers painted 
            red. The bike fired up on the third kick and so far has been quite 
            dependable. 
			
 
          The only unsolved problem so far is a good oil leak from the transmission, 
            I am sure it is due to "the crack" and will require replacement. 
            So, I have owned the bike for nearly 30 years and have only put about 
            1200 miles on it. It has travelled to many different states and duty 
            stations and is finally free once more to hit the pavement. I live 
            about 1 hour from Sam Avellino's shop in Revere Massachusetts and 
            spent a great deal of money there during restoration. (click for 
            larger picture)
          I brought my engine number down one day and Sam looked it up in old 
            sales records. He
            found that the bike was imported by his dad back in 1965 and sold 
            to a New Hampshire dealer. Sam's dad kept the records in pencil in 
            spiral wound notebooks. Quite a discovery. 
          I have owned may BSA/Triumph/Nortons and one Matchless. The Interceptor 
            is a pure joy to look at and I never tire of admiring the engine and 
            classic lines. 
        Regards, "Kevin" Eliot-Maine-USA