All Class...

Found a treasure of old negatives at a second-hand store a year or so back.  50's early club photos and field meets.  Not sure who took the photos.  From Richmond Ramblers, Modesto, Stockton, etc..  If anyone has info on any of this let me know....

Shoo-shuh-shuh-shush...

The man couldn't speak, nor walk, yet he could fly...    

Tanktops, Fencehops and Ironbeards...

Brass chips, Belt drives, River rolling, Bearded Man Xtreme...  Sounds like summer to me!  If you're sad, go to bed, if you're talking too much shit, brush your teeth.  If you're smart stay afloat.  See you in the woods.

Surfing the Fiberglass Wave.. Metallic Dijon...

Chopper Sandwich...

From Jim's photo archive showing deep soul and the Detroit chopper scene...  

East Bay Dragon style...

Not So Haggard Fabrication...

Done for that one show?  Yeah right..  Who could be so brave?  6 days to go..  More like ready for the grocery store!  I'm sure the show and shine will be great, cross those fingers and get fried.  KFC..  60w oil like a gravy boat crankcase in these temps.  Fat man veins..  High pressure for the season..  Cardiac arrest on a 5 minute jog..  Pickle that nickel..

Jim's Soapbox Derby Edition Ironhead.. Rollin'

Treasure-Roll Continued..

650, Shorts, Smokes, Style.

“Maybe there is no Heaven. Or maybe this is all pure gibberish—a product of the demented imagination of a lazy drunken hillbilly with a heart full of hate who has found a way to live out where the real winds blow—to sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whisky, and drive fast on empty streets with nothing in mind except falling in love and not getting arrested . . . Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll.”  -HST

Chill cruise...

This one is a favorite..