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Midwest Shops & Garages

Midwest Shops & Garages Series. A new little feature we’re rolling out this winter. The idea is real simple. If you’re from the Midwest (or anywhere cold for that matter) you know that when the snow falls, the cycles, projects, shops, garages and hide outs are the place to be. We’re gonna visit some friends, check out their digs, and see what projects are in the mix.

No where to go and nothing to do but tear it down and put it back together. The first garage in the series will be coming up soon so be sure to check back.

Shout out to Wilford and Sons

Was out on the East Coast for a while again. Swung by a few spots I haven’t visited in more than 7 years. Caught up with some old friends and officially lost touch with others. I guess you really do win some and lose some. Found this pic today and reminded me of Wilford and his boys back in DE. Wilford and his two sons ran a little bike shop from a padlocked garage behind the old train station. Good guys. Good work. Cash only.

Video Courtesy of FTWCO

Found this via Kemosabe and the Lodge this morning. A great little short to celebrate the beauty of recklessness.

Cash for Bikes


We’ve got money to burn and we’re on the look out for junker bikes, projects, parts, wrecks, runners, dirt, street, Harley, metric, you name it. Titles or not, we pay cash. If you’ve got something to get rid of, CONTACT US and we’ll make an offer.

Old Man in Bank Parking Lot

Dear old man in the bank parking lot (aka Walter Matthau).

Seriously, you should not have banged on the back of my truck like that as I drove past you. Yes, I saw you in the cross walk but you were taking your sweet ass time so I went for it. Unfortunately, when you started shouting you got on my bad side. Then you smacked the shit out of my back window and scared my little boy who had just happened to drift to sleep in his car seat.

This is the point where I snapped, threw the truck in park, got out and proceed to bum rush your old ass over the parking block and then smash your face into the concrete.

Maybe I overreacted? Then again, maybe you got exactly what was coming to you.