At SEMA last year, I went to the meet n greet. I'd sidle up to someone and whisper "hamb?" You'd think some of them thought I was asking about porking them!
Been thinking about getting me a H.A.M.B. tatoo, ain't decided yet whether it ought to go on the back of my bald head or on my forehead. Every body would know me then!! Keep thinking about witness ID's though.
Yeah, most people I meet say I am an ***hole,..I have just never believed them,...now I am having second thoughts!
Usually they will have a thick gold chain or two around their necks a bottle of armour all in one hand, a set of rims that have airplane propellers spinning after the car stops. Like 28" rims and rubber bands for tires. They have a bunch of old trophies from car shows all around their cars and stancheons to keep people away like 9 feet away. They have dozens of stay back or else decals all over the car. A purple fur dash and pink fuzzy dice. A big hand painted ( or vinyl) norse warrior guy with some bears or dogs on the hood. Usually they will have mirrors under the car. Oh geez. Sorry guys, with all the site problems I thought I was on the Street rodder site. Never mind.
A measure of a man's character is directly proportionate to the dirt under his fingernails,Amen. That is how I can spot a HAMBer in a crowd of IM-BY-SEALS.
How about the dirt in the cracks on your fingers. I can usually get the dirt out from the fingernails. But that other dirt stays and stays.
At a roll-in this summer, I had a street rodder tell me I needed to put Mustang ll suspension on the front of my avatar, HAHAHA! Not a HAMBER.
I don't own any $100 jeans, HAMB t-shirts or even a cell phone for that matter. That's all money that can go for car parts....And I own "muscle cars" too...I dont have the proper accoutrements I guess. But I DO smell bad sometimes...
But make sure you put it on the wifes grocery budget, you dont wanna be spending car part money on this stuff.
Reminds me of when I was supposed to meet Fedman for the first time at the Semiahoo car show. Try walking up to a guy at a car show and saying "Fedman?". I think some of them thought I was trying to sell them drugs...
Wealthy people in my experience sort of want to stay off the radar, at least in public, and not draw unnecessary attention. I'd say you've got the hang of it! Well done, mate!
Carry 2 Photos- 1 of a fenderless A with a flathead , the other of a 2015 injected black SUV with great big clown wheels. Show them both to the suspected HAMBER- Watch for drool in the corner of the mouth when shown the first photo.
Yep, I've got a number of 100.00 Filson shirts thanks to wives of wealthy orchardists who donate what they think are "old" shirts to a thrift store about 100 or so miles from me. I was sure glad her hubby was the same size as me and she thought that those buy them for a lifetime shirts went out of style the next season. As far as spotting a Hamber, It's easier at a swap meet as he is the one digging through the old parts looking for that certain set of backing plates or that cast off steering box that is correct for his build.
^^Once a year we go to Vietnam. I buy all my clothes over there. Even did when I was working, really nice tailor made dress pants were $25-$30 a pair, dress shirts $10-$20 and that was the high end. VERY high quality and really well made. I go to the same guy my brother-in-law uses, keep it in the family. Jeans were $5 a pair new, off the rack is cheap as dirt. Its getting more expensive now though, but still WAY cheaper than here. I do have a weakness for those silk dragon shirts, real nice in the summer. Its EASY to spot THIS hamber at a swap meet, I usually have a "parts wanted" sign on my back...
Old thread, I know but here has been my recent experience...I've made a point of wearing my newly minted HAMB t-shirt to a number of car events around here as well as at the GNRS in So. Cal. Nobody...notta, not one of you delinquents came up to say "hey who are you? I'm..."! I decided you must have all been home bangin' away on your keyboards trying to solve brake, cooling and death wobble problems around the world! Good on you, somebody has to keep the place going.
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