Folks Of Interest Alias, Handle, Moniker, Nickname, Username?

When I was about 4 years old, I loved the TV show “The Alamo” and I had a red rubber Bowie knife. My three older sisters started calling me Bowie, after Jim Bowie… it stuck.

 

Mine comes from one of my dogs which my daughters named Ziggy. Back as a kid they called me Rocky after beating up a couple of kids. Lol!

 

Wanderlust, an affliction I’ve had my whole life, first showed up about age 2-3, packed all my shit in my little red wagon and headed on down the street, mom caught up about 2 blocks away, received an ass warming on the spot, got the train turned around and headed for home, any time I dawdled or stopped to retrieve anything that had fallen off I earned another swat with the spatula to the hilarity of the neighborhood. Didn’t cure me though, later on a bicycle expanded my ability to roam, I’d be gone all day and come home to a cold supper. School and later work constrained things but on the weekends I’d get on my motorcycle, pick a direction and go wherever the road took me, 8-12 hours no problem, I’d only come back when I couldn’t sit anymore. Retirement hasn’t changed things much, certainly don’t ride the bike as long anymore, 3-4 hours and my ass is killing me, so I’m in my truck more, this is actually helpful as folks are more receptive when you’re poking around down dead end roads.

 

Saw you driving the truck through town a few days ago!

Bob

 

Gold mountain is the term my ancestors gave to North America when they started arriving from China in the early twentieth century.

 

High school nickname. We were all huge Allman Brothers fans in Atlanta - graduated’71 - Les Brers in A Minor.
When your people start calling you a nickname there isn’t much you can do except play along.

 

I joined the HAMB using my yahoo email address. Hotrod_man_2000.
About 6months into my being here, Denise shortened it to Hrm2k. Been that way ever since

 

Mine is just a play on words of the year, 52 and the amount of rust this basket case car I decided to challenge myself on. After 10 years of eradicating the rust, the last 7 years, I`ve been enjoying the 52, so now it`s Fitty Too much fun

 

Mine is painted on the side of my truck!

 

The first part is because I like cars (have 12), second part is my last name with one letter changed.

 

My mother inlaw used to say "Roothawg or die" every time we would sit down to eat. It's an old hillbilly saying... I used to tease her about it. When AOL first came online I need a screen name and Roothawg was born. Circa 1988.
More people call me Root, than by my name. My kids knew who they were looking for when the phone rang for “Root”.

 

Please tell me your last name isn't Curse......

 

A termite goes into a bar and says "where's the bartender?"

I am what I am.

This is fun.

 

I'm Big Bird because I'm 6'8".

 

CornfieldPerformance was what we called the farm shop of a friend and racing buddy’s father. As you might imagine, the shop was next to the corn field. His Dad was a second father to me after mine passed early. Had many late nights building under financed race cars out in the countryside. I wouldn’t take any amount of money now to have missed all the fun and adventures we had.

 

HemiDeuce.

 

Nope, don't switch two letters, just change the first letter to another one. It will still sound the same.

 

Last names Mitchell, everyone's always called me MITCH. Have a '36 Chevy and had a '36 Ford so "MITCH 36"....

 

I raced stock cars at I-70 Speedway. I was number 83. So...

 

I have used Boatmark, or Boatmark59 on most things since the beginning of digital. The second part is my name, and I’ve been in some form of the boat business my entire life. I started powerboat racing at twelve, and 59 was my boat number my entire racing career.

My hair turned white in my thirties, so for a long time I looked older than my age. Didn’t use the 59 as much because I thought people would think it was my age or birth year. At 60 I’ve grown into my hair color, so it doesn’t much matter now.

 

Well. With an IQ in excess of 40, I realized that I had a deuce roadster and I am Irish with a last name of McHenry. My brilliance spilled over and I came up with......deucemac!

 

Mine's pretty obvious. Before home computers were even invented people called me atch as my last name is Atchley.

 

Ned Ludd because I have a particular analysis of technological history, which I cannot adequately represent without getting political. Suffice it to say that I like old cars not out of a nostalgic yearning for a bygone age, but because I resent being denied the cool tech we might have had instead of the trajectory which actually happened. Old cars are a place to start reconstructing it by means of counterfactual imagination.

Vanden Plas became a Jaguar trim level in the same way as Ghia became a Ford trim level, and AMG has become Mercedes-Benz for GT.

I think you're thinking of Weymann fabric bodies? French-American Charles Terres Weymann financed his business by selling a huge number of licences for his flexible fabric-skinned coachwork system. Manufacture by 123 licencees was enough to make Weymann a generic term for that kind of closed fabric body. Vanden Plas of London were one of the licencees, though they were best known for open tourer bodies on Weymann principles. Interestingly, their most notable use of Weymann principles on closed coachwork was a metal-skinned adaptation of the system.

The original van den Plas were Belgian. The surname renders as "of the puddle" in Afrikaans; I wouldn't know how the sense differs in Flemish. Perhaps "of the farm" (or place) — "van die plaas" in Afrikaans.

 

My family was compromised of teachers, doctors, dentists and white collar professionals. Then there was me, the rowdy, dirt ball gearhead that routinely had run ins with the law as a youth. Nobody ever said it, but I always considered myself the black sheep of the family…

 

Never one to ever follow instructions or be that original, my name was the best I could come up with.

 

Wicarnut, DUH ! Wisconsin Car Nut. I was born into a racing/car family, It's been my passion/hobby all my life, now 76 and still keepin on, aging sucks, we are now riding ebike trikes, still have 3 OT hobby cars, this summer I purchased a UTV, getting my snowmobiles ready the winter fun, all is good in the Great Northern Woods of Wisconsin.

 

There's a lot of clever usernames on here, mine not so much. My name is Tony and, well...I'm old.

 

Mine was a joke started by hillbillies commenting on my apparent special touch with gm products. Aside from the fact that every engine I install always starts the first try I was known for fixing issues other people had on their own vehicles without actually doing anything. For example the first time where people really started noticing was a buddy was trying to get power windows working on a Chevy truck he was trying to sell. He tried a switch I new worked. Nothing. I go out there and plug the original switch in and they start working perfectly. And never ceased to work perfectly lol. Few times of that the local hillbillies started bringing their project cars by the shop for me to check out so they could be "blessed" by the Chevy Pope lol. Got worse after one built a Chevelle with all new engine and wiring harness without bringing it by and it started having all sorts of gremlins lol

 

Where I'm from and a music genre I like. When I was a young 20-something, I thought it sounded tough back then. I'm not a tough guy.

 

Back when I was a senior in high school (many moons ago), I drove a school bus for spending money. One of the older drivers was into model Ts. I would tinker with "his old tin" on occasion and one day he said you sure like banging on that old tin. It came to mind when choosing my handle.