“Choppering” Part 2

Met up with Jordan and KBass to ride for the weekend but missed the departure. Wound up doing the first 150 miles solo. Finally caught up with everyone only to run out of gas somewhere between “you got a purdy mouth” and “hey fuck you”.

As I pulled over and stepped on the brake I realized we had bigger trouble. No brake pressure! Turns out my steel brake line had somehow snapped off below the flare and all the fluid ran out. Brought the bike to a stop just across the road for some public golf course.

I decided it was Miller time so I walked across the back 9 and found the club house. Everyone in their Titleist hats and me in sunglasses stinking like a gallon of spilled gas. I couldn’t stop smiling over the strange occurrences that had just brought me smack into the middle of their world. It was fucking hysterical to know that all these grown ass men were obviously uncomfortable with me in the room but too square to say or do shit about it. They didn’t want me there but there I am. I drank until I’d had my fill. Tipped the blonde and went back out to the road feeling like I own the place. Eventually the truck showed up with me sitting sunburnt and grinning like a fool in the ditch grass.

Choppers, man.

Speed Club ~ Club House ~ Moving to New Digs

Speed Club is in the process of moving to slightly larger digs. Finally, a little winter storage action for the gang. Much thanks to all Speed Club visitors. You purchases are site traffic are helping support the midwest moto scene and we greatly appreciate it. See you all very soon – First Thursday ~ Tonight!

Speed Club Italiano!

Yeah – for all my love for bikes, I’ve always had a soft spot for the occasional Vespa. I bought my first maybe 8 years ago from a naval yard. It was a 1971 Sprint 160 if I remember correctly. It was a pretty slick little scooter. Other than some bad points, that thing would rip up and down the club house parking lot. I found this one a couple years back when I was still in Boston. Everything was there but the body needed some serious work. I’ve probably spent the better half of this winter bang out all the dents and preping for paint. Here’s a shot of all the body work almost ready for paint.