If you ever find yourself in San Diego and are sick of the zoo and Seaworld and Lego Land, and blah blah blah, tear yourself away from the wife and kids and head down to National City for a visit to Sonny Angel. This is an old school motorcycle shop the likes of which are disappearing far too quickly. Catch Sonny on a good day and he'll regale you with stories of early San Diego politics, Isle of Man heroics, and Bonneville greatness! This, in my opinion, is more national treasure than repair shop. And, no shit, he has a Vincent in the rafters!