Again Because It's Cool.

Ahhhhh Sheeeeeeeeiiiiiittttt!

This Friday!

Kegs, choppers, bands, friends....... why wouldn't you go?

Wheelie Wonka.

Stolen photo, who cares, cool wheelie.

Party Time.

Punk Show, stoked on Spring, ride your bike and get loose.

Wheelie Row.

The one way street in front of the Dojo has been named Wheelie Row for obvious reasons, especially after Eddie's "Wheelie Heard Around The World".  Here's one with me assisting Duane on a quest to acquire one wheel glory on his newly acquired Sportster. Photo taken by the ever famous James Hardy.

Bad 2 Da Bone.

I have no comment.

Ooh Bay Bay!

Black Bike Week. Daytona Beach. 

Alabama Wheelie King.

Barbers.

Crazy, hectic, stressful, party, friends, cops, wheelies......... Super fun. I wish I could have participated in more shit that was going on, but doing the whole swap meet thing really took a toll on me and Duane. After the second night after the swap meet the cops made it known that our presence was not welcome, so we took the party to the Dojo. That got way rad. Warren was there on a business trip to kick asses on the race track, so I didn't get to hang with him and Stacy as much as I would have liked. The Show Class homies set up shop with us and we ruled the swap meet. Milwaukee and Minnesota and Michigan raged as always. Wheels Through Time........ Thanks to everyone that came to town and trashed the shop, I mean partied with us. See most of you in December.

Swamp boss. Barely damaged from the infamous wheelie.

Wigger dances.

Panhead city needed some help with wheelies, so we helped.

We may have just invented this trick. Backflips to crash landing.

This is the first bike that I rode with a foot clutch years ago. Bad as fuck.

Trackside view.

That's a chrome construction helmet.

Swamp meat.

The general public avoided us for the most part.

Nerd bitch.

The Dojo isn't the biggest place ever, but we still make chop.

Blackout mode. And John the painter pre shave via aerosol and a lighter.

The still shot of the best wheelie ever done on a chopper.

Seriously, thanks to everyone that came to our home town and helped us have another one of those times that will go down in history.

The Wheelie.

Shreddie Cleveland. Wheelie contest in front of the Dojo. He got to 1 o'clock. Andy filmed it and was in such shock like the rest of us, that Eddie just comes and goes out of the frame. I call it a land. If the curb wasn't there, he would have rode it out.

Wheelie Time.

Team Haints.

Action Figure Style.

Dude looks like an action figure that just snatched a bike during a foot chase. It could also be Jesse Ventura's character from Predator in his biker alter ego.

That's What's Up.

This sumbitch drips style.

Sportster And Destroy.

I have a shit ton of photos from the party this weekend, but I still need to upload them. Other than that, 2 of our friends bought 2 evo sportsters this weekend. They just so happen to also be our bikes of choice. Here's Duane and myself taking Rambo's bike around the block for him.

Now it does wheelies.

Bowles's bike that is.

Harmon Girder.

Sneaky Peeky.

Of Duane's new choppy. This is all that he will let me show, but it is a very nice angle. You know when you look at certain bikes and not only does it look cool, but you just have this urge of wanting to ride it? This is one of those.

Really Rare Photos......

........ Of me and the Ol' Lady on a bike together. Not that I don't like the idea, I just get freaked out with feelings of responsibility when someone is on the back of a bike with me. Like "Did I build my fender strong enough?" or "I hope that weed leaf doesn't stab her". We were on Warren's bike though.

Thanks for the photos Colleen.