Old Friends & Inspirations

I owe a lot to this family whether they know it or not, particularly BJ.
I grew up with BJ and spent a lot of time with him through High School. We shared many things in common, but more importantly were shared a passon forHot Rods. He also taught me a lot of what I know today.

To this day the entire family belongs to the Bonneville 200+ club and they are still responsible for some of the fastest stream liner bodies on the salt today

Thanks for everything guys.

Selling out!

I have got a ton of Hot Rod parts
and I need to get rid of alot of it.
Click here -HOT ROD STUFF-
and see if I have something you need or want.

Moving Forward

Jamco Suspensions has just become the newest distributor for
Flat Black Industries.
All of our clothing can be purchased directly from the Jamco web site.

We would like to welcome them to the family
and ask that you show them your support.

Jesus strike me down

I grew up infatuated with the choppers from the 60's & 70's

I had a project sitting in my garage waiting.

I now have this to help it along.

I can't help myself.

Goals

Something to shoot for

Three of Fifteen

The Tickle

Front

Engine

Dragsters


They give me a funny feeling on the inside.



I like it.



































Please note: these photos are stolen from other more talented people than myself.

Good Book

If you ride...

Read it.


If you don't...

Start.

My beginning

Remember the first time you had that feeling?

I think I started to feel it when I was around six or seven. Everytime we would drive down the highway and we would be passed by motorcycles I would perk up.
I remember one year comming home from California in the back of a Datsun pickup. I was in the bed with my two older brothers. We were sleeping snug under the camper shell when I heard this ground shaking roar.
It was deffening and I could feel the entire tiny truck shake. I rose to see that we were surrounded by motorcycles.
As they raced past us I did everything in my power to watch every part of every scoot.
I knew at that point that is what I wanted. I have been captivated by them ever since and will ride untill I die...And I will live free.

Remeber yours?

Bike work

Well I am getting ready for a little run and have been continually pushing forward on the bike. these 2 & 3 a.m. work sessions are going to kill me.
At least I am making progress.
I got the rear lights located & mounted right under the spring seat. I got all the final grinding done on the rear fender and the swing arm painted last night. I also made a rear license plate mount using. It puts the plate right behind the belt drive and uses an old model a tail light.
Should be good to go here soon.

Induction

So my obsession with induction continues. I have a carb fetish. Better yet; I have a multi carb fetish.
I am running a 3x1 offy setup on my 1954 Chevy 210.
I am currently running a 3x2 setup on my 1934 Ford pickup.
I'm going to replace the engine in the 34 with a very worked over 292 Y Block.
I am going to be running a wicked power combo including a 312 crank, stroker kit and various other tasty innerds and just picked up the latest engine component and the newest piece to satisfy my fetish.

My Affliction

I can't leave anything alone.
I have a million projects waiting to be worked on or finished.
So....What do I do? take a perfectly good bike, my daily, and rip it apart.
I have never liked how the factory sent out these softails. Sure they are functional but not overly attractive in the rear.
I originally yanked of the bobtail fender and put on a wrap around fender from a FLH. I rode that way for a couple years and always knew that the fender should be right on the tire. So I couldn't take it any longer. Here is my solid mount fender on the swing arm.
Here are some progress shots.

Random shots from my life

Best engineering trophy I made for RRR 07


















Always playing hard to get












Me and Dizzle













Derol's Shovel













R.I.P. Ray













Like father - Like cat?


















My little devil













My '34 somewhere on the highway near Vegas












The first hot rod I ever built @ 14


















A few of my brothers.

Great...Not Another Biker!!

Yeah man he's the real deal. The kind you read about in all the rags.
He don't care about anything. He lives his life his way!
He's tough! He don't take shit!
He rides hard and if your in his way he'll run you over without asking questions.
If you know whats good for you, you will stay out of his way.

Yeah, another Biker!!

Five lives

Life.

I'm convinced I'm on number five. I had another occurrence this last weekend that could have taken me to that place we all fear to go. No - not work or prison. Death.
I have been shot. I have hung from 300 ft cliffs. I have been forced and held under coves by white water rapids as I struggle to get free. Most recently I have survived a small torch explosion.

I had recently run out of gas on my oxy-ace torch. I got them filled and started working again this weekend. I went to hook up my tanks and decided to use an older torch I got from a friend. I hooked it up checked everything visually and made sure the lines were tight. Now keep n mind this was a torch I had never used, and did not know the history off. I did not know the previous owners maintenance regiment on it and had only done a quick visual inspection myself.
Well I started working doing some basic heat bending on pipe. I worked for about five minutes, released the trigger, moved my part and when i engaged the trigger again the there was a large explosion/burst. I can only assume that the torch tail fittings had been leaking or clogged or god knows what.

To make a long story short I was in the middle of the burst and suffered third degree burns on my hand and first degree burns up my arm and chest. It also removed all of the hair in those places along with completely removing my Goatee, most of my eyelashes & a bit of my eyebrows. thank god no burns on my pretty little face.

Now, I remember after getting shot the questions I used to field. I was always asked if it changed my life. Had my outlook somehow been altered? While things like this force you to take a look at your life I can honestly say that none of them have changed me.

See I have always had a pretty healthy outlook on life to begin with. I am an honest man. I live my life with integrity. I live my life full of love of the peolpe around me. I have always worked hard for the things I have and I try not to take to many things for granted. In the same sense I refuse to live a life with regret. I shun living in fear of things I am unfamiliar with. I will not back down from people or challanges.


So here is my new look sans- 8" goatee. Same smart ass attitude Same drive to live. I'm not done with this life yet.


Remember, work safely and go kiss you're babies mommas!

N