My 98 Cu in stroker in 1981. Andrews B cam, 3" belt. And in 1980 with my brothers Honda and other paint job and strengthened Jammer frame.
The "Fonz" was terrified of motorcycles. The first attempt at filming was on a knuckle, which he crashed. So they got him something he could handle
Back when I was a painter, I started painting bikes in early 90's since I could make way more on them than old cars. Here are a few I did...
Me in the early '70s on my 66 Triumph 650cc TT... and 30 some years later on my new 2000 H.D. Roadking...
I love '70s/'80s longbikes — though they represent a dynamics nut which has not yet been cracked. Ideally you'd need a contemporary psychedelic sci-fi/fantasy setting to ride them in ...
This is my old 02 Road King Cl***ic. I was looking for a very reliable bike that had a bit of an old school look. I rode it all over the greater PNW, Washington, Oregon, and Idaho. I was the only one of my buddies that had a bike so I did it all solo. My wife was a nervous wreck as a p***enger so she seldom rode with me. I liked the bike but did not get into the whole Harley scene. None of my riding gear had any Harley logos. Took a few long solo rides. One was down the Pacific Coast starting from my home about 40 miles N of Seattle. When I hit LA I cut across and hit the Grand Canyon, up through Utah and over to Bonneville. Back home from there. Longer trip was from my place, zig zagged across the upper US hitting as many states as possible. My rule was I had to ride at least 50 miles in a state to count it as having ridden in it. I ended up in Maine. I went down the East Coast from there as far as N Carolina and zig zagged back across hitting as many states as possible on the way back home. Before I took off on that long trip friends and family tried to talk me out of it. Since I was riding alone they were sure some biker gang was going to beat me and steal my bike. I had zero issues with anyone on the trip. I sold the bike awhile ago after having too many close calls with idiots in cars and trucks. Id been riding since I was a kiddo so it was hard to let it go.
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