The old parts were a mess. The brakes alone should have gotten us arrested, if not killed. The steering tie-rod ends had so much slop that steering was like stirring soup. The A-arms made some very scary noises at every bump in the road. We had grown used to all this from our time in the saddle of old Clampy, but we felt that there had to be a better way to go down the desert trails without beating ourselves to death.