tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66057020636222748172024-03-13T17:29:47.560-04:00Cyclone Cycle Shop"Famous since 1985"Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.comBlogger84125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-46612755384997379792011-11-07T09:17:00.000-05:002011-11-07T09:17:42.425-05:00Royal Flairs on YouTube<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Couple of oldies but goldies from the hand of the Old Man (as well as the rest of the band, <br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/QnISx_lbBQk/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QnISx_lbBQk&fs=1&source=uds" />
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Yep, that's the old man playing the drums..I was raised on this and his stack of Chess, Sun, Roulette, and a million other 45s, as well as my Mom's Sam and Dave, Wilson Pickett, and other R&B stuff. Some great tunes for a little kid...JC, Chuck Berry, Joey Dee, Ray Charles, with HIS records sandwiched in there...I miss being that age of musical discovery. I've been chasing that monkey every since.</div>
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For more interesting history of the band, go <a href="http://www.garagehangover.com/?q=RoyalFlairs">HERE</a></div>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;">"Well California was a breath of fresh air compared to Chicago.My friend from the Marines (Galbraith) got us an apartment in the same building he lived—Torrance Calif.—he was working as a mechanic for an airline—cant remember who.—He had a 57 chevy convertible with a 283 power pack engine—4 speed with solid lifters—always loved that car—but he would never “punch” it—he was kind of a mamas boy—called her everyday—he was a 7 day adventist—married to the same and treated her like she was his mother.—never seen him this way when we were in the Corps.—they tried to get us involved and I refused nicely.—After he showed me his collection of porno books I figured he was a hypocrite--Fuck that shit—I believe in what I want to believe—he accepted that answer.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;">Anyway—the Yenko went in the apartment garage—I was hired at McDonalds as an asst. mgr.—I only had to work 55 hours a week—compared to what I was working in Chicago it was a God send.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;">Good job—free time on my hands and decided maybe its time to build up my “driver” to be a little more competitive with the California street racers.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;">Dragged you —regularly—after I studied the procedures to getting classed—staging and what happens in competition—I went to the 76 gas station and met Dale Armstrong—and Gary Wells (Wells Cargo)—I asked him what he could do to the Yenko to keep it in a competitive class with out having to go up against Grumpys Toy and still drive it to work everyday.—he said “I will curve it in the distributor 41 degrees total advance—said it would sound like its missing all the time till I punched it—very flat sound that was way too cool—then he said he would notch the plenum chamber in the intake to more evenly distribute the fuel and suck it in faster—he said these were all legal tricks—then he said the rest is up to me—pick the right slicks—get some correct headers and then come back and I will tell you what plugs to run and what to set the gap at.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;">Sooo—you and I went to Hooker headers where they were built at the time(think it was Concord Cal.)</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;">told them I wanted headers installed on a 427 camaro—they said it would be a challenge since they hadn't done a 427—but said there was someone there at the time that might be able to help---they put the Yenko on the rack and all stopped work to come over and look---a short dude with glasses extended his hand and introduced himself as Bill---he said we will get this right—you and I just hung out and ate junk food and walked around—about 3 hours later---they dropped the car down and fired it up—it sounded like “life was re-born”---they made collectors—welded and bolted them up and gave me the bill--$150.00---I paid—thinking holy shit thats a lot of money—but the sound –even thru the mufflers was so thundering I wanted to live in the car.----they said it would not have been done if “Bill” wasnt there to coach them thru it---I said who is Bill anyway---they said that was Bill Grumpy Jenkins—he designed the fit for this 69 Camaro.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;">He had already left—I felt stupid for not even realizing who he was—he was one of my favorite guys—I used to watch him race the 409’s back in 1963—he always ran against dyno don who was racing the 409 also at that time—pretty sure about that—memory fades—but I think it was Dyno Don"</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #444444;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TRKdnPe_HKI/AAAAAAAABNo/UzXnUCBtDZ8/s1600/cc90b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TRKdnPe_HKI/AAAAAAAABNo/UzXnUCBtDZ8/s320/cc90b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Try finding a sign like that now. If I'm not mistaken, the $2500 bike was a panhead. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey, weren't you in King Kong?</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-14305142629556008332010-12-15T22:04:00.000-05:002010-12-15T22:04:55.023-05:00Five Alive<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TQl90uascRI/AAAAAAAABKo/a4Qsm9efBzo/s1600/cc87a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TQl90uascRI/AAAAAAAABKo/a4Qsm9efBzo/s320/cc87a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> My Dad's Sunburst Orange SuperGlide.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TQl91Zw_s5I/AAAAAAAABKs/HnLEtKt6c5U/s1600/cc87b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TQl91Zw_s5I/AAAAAAAABKs/HnLEtKt6c5U/s320/cc87b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The merchants in the town of Landis all closed on Tuesday...this drove my dad apeshit. That's the explanation for the sign. Now check out that kick ass Invader.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope this isn't a repost...had computer issues.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-86239670518188244662010-12-04T10:05:00.001-05:002010-12-04T10:10:02.576-05:00Two Arnheads and a Cat Eye<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TPpTjY_GY_I/AAAAAAAABIs/7b3GhCmfsbE/s1600/cc87b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TPpTjY_GY_I/AAAAAAAABIs/7b3GhCmfsbE/s320/cc87b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Another pics of a solo seat swing arm Sporty. I wonder if this guy ever got a frame or hard tailed this bike. I'd like to see the result (an maybe I already have, somewhere).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Upon checking it out, <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TFtgaQfeY8I/AAAAAAAAAp8/rRMZ9bNClsI/s1600/cc60a.jpg">THIS</a> probably isn't the same bike. wonder if they're riding buddies or something..</div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TPpTl3x7uBI/AAAAAAAABI0/OEZcy-aYWbY/s1600/cc87c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TPpTl3x7uBI/AAAAAAAABI0/OEZcy-aYWbY/s320/cc87c.jpg" width="219" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And I like this one, too. Basic, no frills, probably stock Ironhead. I'd like to have the seat right about now.. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TPpTkVwy0ZI/AAAAAAAABIw/6mud8VGgtZY/s1600/cc87a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TPpTkVwy0ZI/AAAAAAAABIw/6mud8VGgtZY/s320/cc87a.jpg" width="219" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm pretty sure this is the old man's Cateye dash, complete with pinstripes. I loved this bike, and I never was a big fan of wide bikes.</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-41432227939691416192010-11-25T08:40:00.005-05:002010-11-25T09:50:39.449-05:00Couple for Turkey Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TO5mQJss3OI/AAAAAAAABIM/DEsrGnOZE58/s1600/cc86a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="221" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TO5mQJss3OI/AAAAAAAABIM/DEsrGnOZE58/s320/cc86a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> You know, I realize that Sportsters aren't supposed to be for trips, but that seat's too comfortable looking NOT to go somewhere.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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You know, just for perspective I looked up <a href="http://images.motorcycle-superstore.com/ProductImages/OG/2007_Dunlop_Qualifier_Performance_Radial_Rear_Tire_--.jpg?01AD=3B4coOgARaQrJTRenoFpf2Tl_X_Z08d3NeaggB3aU6caZYW6w2PSFKA&01RI=5EB3593CBF68EE8&01NA=na">Dunlop Qualifier</a> tires, because I think the one on this shovel is badass...and, WOW, they sure are some ugly bastards these days.</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-1823230904622011802010-11-19T06:30:00.000-05:002010-11-19T06:30:25.854-05:00Happy Birthday , Dad<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TOZe337PecI/AAAAAAAABHA/Yp6edzB21dc/s1600/cc85b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TOZe337PecI/AAAAAAAABHA/Yp6edzB21dc/s320/cc85b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Get your parts</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I miss you, Dad.</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-79160624744188871942010-11-03T06:10:00.001-04:002010-11-03T20:34:32.303-04:00The Bike Rack Gang<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TNEwqK3b55I/AAAAAAAABFU/EkmWeqMAJRc/s1600/cc83a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TNEwqK3b55I/AAAAAAAABFU/EkmWeqMAJRc/s320/cc83a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I found the fact that they were parking at the Library bike rack alarmingly funny. Craig on the left, dunno his name on the right. Craig's the first customer I met in the shop when I got back from the Army...he told me he had gotten out of the Army ten years prior and hadn't cut his hair since he got out. I thought that was pretty cool.<br />
I realize I told <a href="http://cyclonecycle.blogspot.com/2010/05/on-to-bikes.html">this story</a> already. I forget things. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TNEwq0AFI4I/AAAAAAAABFY/R1F_6dr-BfA/s1600/cc83b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TNEwq0AFI4I/AAAAAAAABFY/R1F_6dr-BfA/s320/cc83b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> You know, my dad became tolerant of other bike brands after about 2005 I guess, so I'm surprised this pic is in there. There WAS a guy who worked on Triumphs named Tommy Shenck..he had a pretty cool "period chopper", but I don't think there are any pics of it, so you'll have to check out this other nice looking Triumph parked at the BIKE RACK instead.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TNEwsQCadzI/AAAAAAAABFg/-bxPBCNZErY/s1600/cc83d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TNEwsQCadzI/AAAAAAAABFg/-bxPBCNZErY/s320/cc83d.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I guess you shouldn't lose touch with what the business is all about.. and the bike rack is across the street in this case, to keep it thematic. The city provided trashcan would give you lock-jaw if you gave it the chance.</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-38341913679694367622010-10-31T07:01:00.000-04:002010-10-31T07:01:40.181-04:00HAPPY HALLOWEEN!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1JPJioUXI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Pv8e3V26D8U/s1600/cc80d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1JPJioUXI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Pv8e3V26D8U/s320/cc80d.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">AAAAGGHH! Jesus, what in the hell is that?! It's a chopper ghoul in a furniture store!!!!</span></div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-88870233664619450462010-10-31T07:00:00.000-04:002010-10-31T07:00:09.662-04:00Mo' Party Pics!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1Kfxh7JBI/AAAAAAAABEU/f9coeTJoSjU/s1600/cc84a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1Kfxh7JBI/AAAAAAAABEU/f9coeTJoSjU/s320/cc84a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Any time I've been to a party and a few people move off into the darkness alone, it's usually accompanied my a skunky smell, lots of laughter, and the munchies. Just sayin' is all.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1KhQgyuwI/AAAAAAAABEg/adGkIbCkEUI/s1600/cc84d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1KhQgyuwI/AAAAAAAABEg/adGkIbCkEUI/s320/cc84d.jpg" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'll BET those are some Dad-Bilt chicken wings that Sherry and my mom are eating...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1Kg45XkxI/AAAAAAAABEc/TfMj0vQG-Pw/s1600/cc84c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1Kg45XkxI/AAAAAAAABEc/TfMj0vQG-Pw/s1600/cc84c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1Kg45XkxI/AAAAAAAABEc/TfMj0vQG-Pw/s1600/cc84c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TM1Kg45XkxI/AAAAAAAABEc/TfMj0vQG-Pw/s320/cc84c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Tommy hasn't moved. You think he's alright?</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-44456959456367734782010-10-29T06:46:00.000-04:002010-10-29T06:46:40.502-04:00FRIDAY PARTY!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMqkOC-9GUI/AAAAAAAABD8/n5JwMSWEPyA/s1600/cc71a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMqkOC-9GUI/AAAAAAAABD8/n5JwMSWEPyA/s320/cc71a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> OK, who's had more at this point? Tommy Guye with some Wilkes County stump water and the old man with his fresh mountain spring water.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMqkO47bAjI/AAAAAAAABEA/AsIXVd_JuMg/s1600/CC82a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMqkO47bAjI/AAAAAAAABEA/AsIXVd_JuMg/s320/CC82a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I really don't know what the hell or who the hell this is. I recognize the duds, though.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMqkQd_ul3I/AAAAAAAABEM/PkSPEI4sEEo/s1600/CC82d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="245" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMqkQd_ul3I/AAAAAAAABEM/PkSPEI4sEEo/s320/CC82d.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mom, looking great as usual.</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-29861561666450057492010-10-26T21:23:00.002-04:002010-10-26T21:25:17.444-04:00Hollister Junior? HELL NO, it's L-Dissssss (dat's Landis, gangsta)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMd8XT424ZI/AAAAAAAABDY/1me7y_lST9o/s1600/cc79b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMd8XT424ZI/AAAAAAAABDY/1me7y_lST9o/s320/cc79b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> "Bangin' at the library, books are late and I'm NOT takin' this hat off when I get inside". I wish these pics were clearer sometimes.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMd8YFE1HjI/AAAAAAAABDc/XbUt05eqR5U/s1600/cc79a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMd8YFE1HjI/AAAAAAAABDc/XbUt05eqR5U/s320/cc79a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Beryl kicking over the <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TDPbpJjxssI/AAAAAAAAAW0/R-A9tIyDcIQ/s1600/cyclone93.jpg">Righteous Ruler</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">with my dad (partially obscured) and three guys I don't know the names of.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMd8ZkHQ2gI/AAAAAAAABDk/i3DDWmT0i6E/s1600/cc78b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMd8ZkHQ2gI/AAAAAAAABDk/i3DDWmT0i6E/s320/cc78b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm pretty sure this is my first motorcycle. My memory ain't so good, and I only rode it once...skateboarding was my life, and I pretty much sucked at it at the time. You pick.</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-32091146464400882982010-10-25T20:32:00.000-04:002010-10-25T20:32:55.076-04:00Early Back Door Shenanigans<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMYa08aQOgI/AAAAAAAABCU/fj4OnjagJkA/s1600/cc81d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMYa08aQOgI/AAAAAAAABCU/fj4OnjagJkA/s320/cc81d.jpg" width="320" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hey, do you think Lucky Strike here is up to date on his HOG membership dues? The simplicity and utilitarian quality of this gennie shovel really makes me dig the dogshit out of it. I'll pass on the sweaty vest this time, though.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMYa158IdQI/AAAAAAAABCY/h4A3h13bebI/s1600/cc81a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TMYa158IdQI/AAAAAAAABCY/h4A3h13bebI/s320/cc81a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's the fricken 80s, and the early days of Cyclone, as evident by the "rear entrance". He could give two shits about your opinion on high fiber and saturated fat - he's gonna drink some Miller and head to 3rd shift at the mill. OK, I didn't know that, but it sounds good. Probably '85.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"></div>Invaders, S&S two throat, drag bars, LaPera seats and highway pegs wont get that chain on there any quicker, Bucko.Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-70887575377161364692010-10-09T07:37:00.011-04:002010-10-09T07:43:30.377-04:00Three for a Saturday morning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TLBTyTYu-nI/AAAAAAAAA-8/eA9MlAKS3lI/s1600/cc76b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TLBTyTYu-nI/AAAAAAAAA-8/eA9MlAKS3lI/s320/cc76b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Why am I in here screwing with this computer?!</div><br />
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</div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6605702063622274817.post-11981275456763601842010-10-05T20:48:00.017-04:002010-10-07T06:10:13.809-04:00FX, El, XS and OK<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TK2ZXT4RCBI/AAAAAAAAA-U/kbr2PTPD4DU/s1600/cc74c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TK2ZXT4RCBI/AAAAAAAAA-U/kbr2PTPD4DU/s320/cc74c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cool old dude</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TK2ZK9kfrTI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/TQwrQh-XHrQ/s1600/cc74a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TK2ZK9kfrTI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/TQwrQh-XHrQ/s320/cc74a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TKvF9jclDnI/AAAAAAAAA-A/FqYDiHTVvaE/s1600/cc74a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TK2aN5RIAVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kl7oUbMMCvs/s1600/cc74b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TK2aN5RIAVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/kl7oUbMMCvs/s320/cc74b.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: small;"> That's Junior Cranfill, Dano and trucker hat man checking out Junior's <a href="http://cyclonecycle.blogspot.com/search?q=shortster">Shortster</a>. THAT'S why the two tall guys are looking down...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TKvFmWZdQvI/AAAAAAAAA98/JTpPeFd8bTs/s1600/cc74d.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_36O7nrwHiQU/TKvFmWZdQvI/AAAAAAAAA98/JTpPeFd8bTs/s320/cc74d.jpg" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I LOVE this picture...it just looks badass, like OK Corral or something.</span> </div>Fatasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15474135904500079784noreply@blogger.com0