

Yezdi, Jawa, CZ, Two-stroke Motorcycles, Zen & the art of Perpetual Maintenance, Motorcycle Diaries (the genre!), Restorations, Rustorations, Mods, Stock, Custom, Vintage, Classic, Stable, Fleet, and any heavy metal anachronistic piece of noble machinery defined in mythological lore of increasing association. Beware poseurs, boulevard cruisers and mindless free service addicts. This blog will bore you.
First, remove the rear axle as shown.
Modify a yezdi and you must be idle, rich or an impromptu engineer. Who cares, obviously you have yet to experience the thrill of a Roadking.
Which brings me to the next law...
9. Modify a jawa (!) and me and my mates will kill you. Period. We appreciate the jawa for what it is and we dont screw around with heritage bikes.
10. Change your road attitude. On an old bike like a Yezdi, you are sure to be noticed. Some will comment, only the real dudes will stop and politely engage you in a conversation. Stick your chest out, lounge on the bike at red lights and look around kingly-like. Try doing it on a modern 100-220cc motorcycle stepped-seat and you are going to wonder why your arse is sticking out in that undignified manner. You got a yezdi and she fills up your senses like Annie's s(hl)ong.
Stop cursing everybody on the road and smile instead. Hey! your bike is different, so why have the same cruddy attitude as everybody!?!
Face it, you are in a different world on a Y-bike.