i ride my savage proudly

Some folks(usualy non riders) just dont get it. It dont matter what you ride as long as you ride.

I have noticed i get a lot more excuse me's and folks giveing me room to get by in wal-mart when im togged out though...lol Funny how just a couple of pieaces of clothes makes a differance in how people react to you.
I just laugh and go on by. Im just as mean in my civies as i am in my bike gear.

my instructor gives me crap about my bike sometimes. he's an old harley guy. Used to race flat track. I think he just fell in love with his xr750 back in the day and wont budge on his brand opinion because he talks crap on his own 883 too. Then again when i pull in i see him get remeniscent of old singles he used to have/restore too. He'll just listen and say "....nothing like a single."

Usually I'll get "what is that?" or "nice bike." Get a lot of crap from harley riders. Best ever...i was in a storage unit facility with a buddy and some guy comes over, practically running around that corner "Is that a BSA!?"

side note - Anyone looking for a resto project? He's got a basket case ajs/matchless. He's almost got 2 of them. 2 sets of wheels, two engines i think. Just one frame though. He says its a 600cc single, but I cant seem to find any matchless 600's that werent twins. Im thinking its probably a modified g80. '62 i think he said. He was aksing $2k for everything, or maybe $2500. Near Pittsburgh PA. Anyone thats interested I'll put you in touch.

Aww Jeff, stop trying to scare everyone..
You may look a lil rough around the edges,
that only hides the smart, helpful, giving
man that you are.
And I for one am proud to have met you. kim

prechermike, My preacher makes you look life a Philadelphia Lawyer. He once put on his camo coveralls and fed his cows before our Sunday night service. Got back from the barn and realized that he was locked out of his house. Car keys were in his car, so we had a very short lesson from a big guy burning up in camo coveralls. He's a great guy no matter how he's dressed.  

Many many moons ago i recall a story of the local preacher for the lil church down in the toolies my family used to frequent.
Guy was a good fella, he just like his 'spirits' so to speak.
6 days a week he was falling down drunk, come sunday he was a fire n brimstone preacher.

One story i recall was my uncle was going down the road and seen a body laying in the ditch in the rain,. He stopped to check it out. It was the preacher and he was three sheets to the wnid and face down in the ditch. Supposedly not uncommon.
Uncle roled him face up so he wouldnt drown in the ditch and went on his way. That sunday you wouldnt know anything had happened...lol
I met him when i was lil and he seemed a decent man, but oh the stories i heard over the years.
Preachers just aint what they used to be.

or really piss 'em off... ask 'em how much of it is made in india.

I know, its isnt a real motorcycle, & Im sure if you laid down & let me drop it on your face, it wouldn even hurt, cuz it aint really a motorcycle layin on your stupid face,, dumbass..