I haven't ridden bicycles since the 80s.
I had a Bianchi Record 748, and a Bianchi Superleggera.
Chrome-moly frame days.
The Record 748 had a Campagnolo Record gruppo with a few things deleted by Bianchi to save cost, and replaced with such things as Gipiemme crankset and Universal brake levers.
The Superleggera had a full Campy Super Record gruppo.
I put Nisi ultralight alloy wheels, double butted lightweight spokes, and cotton tubular sew-ups on them both.
Ahh... Nisi Sludi rims. They were on the wheels of the cool older guys I hero worshipped. I did have two sets of Fiamme gold label "Ergal" wheels. Tied and soldered of course
. My race set wore Vittoria silks and my trainers a set of "Wolber Invulnerables" (they were anything but).
I started riding and local club racing right out of my teens as a junior. That would be about 1976. Merckx hadn't quite retired yet but he was pretty washed up by then. My gods were the new generation. Moser, Maertens, Saroni, Kelly. And the Americans Wayne and Dale Stetina and of course, Davis Phinney.
We all wanted our bikes to look just like theirs. If they drilled out their cranks and chainrings so did we. If they used straight block freewheels so did we. As soon as I graduated from restricted junior gearing, on went the 54 tooth big chainring. What a regular prat I must've looked!
I lived and breathed this shit right into my mid 20's beyond all proportion to my actual talent as a racer which was modest at best.
Made a lot of friends though and we all still ride and tell lies about the old days.