My dad had a '72. I was pretty young when he had it, but I remember two things about it. The throttle linkage liked to fall off and we lived at the bottom of a hill, and when it was started cold, at the top of the hill, nearly like clockwork, it would backfire and flames would shoot out of the air filter sitting right behind the rear window. That left a lasting memory.
I don't think he ever really liked it, but to be fair, it replaced a 1967 Fezza 330 GTS.
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