Mustang Trail Machine
The Mustang Trail Machine was constructed of heavy duty 7/8" tubular steel. It was powered by an upright Briggs & Stratton Series 141300-143458 Industrial ball bearing drive 5 ¾ horsepower engine. This was coupled to a 3-speed British Burman motorcycle transmission with heavy chain drive then continued by chain to the 5.00x12 tractor tread rear tire, wheel and the cheater size drive sprocket. The front wheel had a diamond tread 4.00x12 tire. Both rims were steel full discs. The frame and the wheels left were painted bright at the factory.
The transmission had a hand-operated muliplate disc clutch housed on the left side of the engine. Starting was by a manual choked carburetor and folding kickstart. Shuting down was with a kill-button.
The Mustang Trail Machine had a ground clearance of 9", a frame width of 10", a wheelbase of 48", an overall length of 68" and a dry weight of 169 pounds.
The telescoping spring fork made this machine comfortable and controlable at speeds greater than 30 mph (48 km/h). The handle bars folded down from an overall height of 40 inches (1,000 mm) to 32 inches (810 mm).
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