Okay, so I won't give up on this joint just yet. Let's get some serious content going here! This thread will contain everything motorcycle related in my life. It will be grand. Out in Kansas, our small group is known as the 'grid killers' or scooter trash. We do it with our boots on baby!
A few pics to keep ya'll preoccupied....
Stockton Kansas, the fair series. Big half miler.
Beside my buddy Kyle (44x) on his sweet ass shifter cart powered framer. Thing wraps like a weedeater & weighs almost nothing. I'm on the bucket of death tractor nearest the cam. We're going over 80mph, on dirt & ain't backing out even if you put a shotgun to our heads.
Leaving Joey's place last week. From the Suzy cute & John dope extravaganza of pain!
Kansas to Cali & back on a superbike with a passenger. About four days riding, 3200 miles... Can you say pain? I think I'd rather have my eyes set on fire than do that again. We chilled at MoM's place, with ET one evening & had brews. Then went to Joey's. Next day we sat on the beach, jumped in the pacific (& for shit's sake I didn't even get a pic of my white ass in trunks!) drank James Bond martini's, ate things that used to swim & killed a few bendies. Blew straight down the slab at 90 some odd+ inches between cages for fun. Got a flat & lost a day in New Mexico then rode through a small hurricane. It was the usual sleep deprived little trip.
From 'King Kirk' #38k on a Norton powered Anderson framed tracker: "Support your local flat tracker!"
Sexiest bike on the face of the universe right there, lemme tell ya. Sounds like a pissed off nitro guzzling bomber. Handles like a dream too, I'm told.
Now I gotta go get mom's scooter running. Ya'll have a good one.
-Sir 'Outlaw' Ray #21a