Finally got the balls to take that damn long bike out on the town last night. New Kevin did me a solid and got this sweet clip of me straight hoodie ninja’d out, making my way home. This is the first time I’ve really ventured out of my neighborhood on this thing. Once I got rolling, I was out of my dome in love with this thing. So here it is: Ebony Queenofficially on the scene.
Just finished printing these this morning. Black on Gray – The only way. 100% Made by ME in the USA. Printed on some sweet ass soft cotton that my buddy found for me. In case you dont know… I produce nothing. All shirt proceeds go to me, my bikes, travels, beer, gas, and drugs. So buy a shirt and help me get to Born Free this year. Thanks a pant load!
This is my dude. I dont know what to say. He saves me from doing some really stupid shit sometimes. I guess it goes both ways though. Start ‘em young and try to keep ‘em safe. Choppers for life.
Which means shit to all you west coasters but to the Midwest, we’re straight high on our own supply right now. Everyone’s brains are waking up and suddenly there’s a huge burst of energy and activity. Its both inspiring and oddly ambitious for a bunch of dirt bags who wouldn’t normally give a fuck anyway, right? Satan’s Dildo fired up on the second kick last week after sitting the entire winter. I’m thinking its the sign of a Wild Summer to come. Hell, I realized on Sunday that the long bike’s trans was all kinds of F’d up. I managed to pull it, rebuild it and reinstalled it by Monday night. I’ve got tons of positive vibes pouring out of my fingertips right now.
Born Free is a rad show put on by rad people with nothing but good intentions. Its an inevitable who’s-who of chopper aficionados wandering through a sea of lovers, haters and appreciators. Let’s not forget, there’s a bike given away too. How cool is that? As the show approaches, Im thinking more and more about the trip, making new friends and everything else that falls into the spirit of the whole thing. Don’t get me wrong… it would be wild to win a bike but it’s really such tiny part of a much larger plan. The longer Ive known folks like Harpoon, Grant and (locally) my HEAVY neighbors, the more I realize that we’re all one great big Speedmaster spinnin’ down the same highway. Hopefully, I’ll see you all in California.
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