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thought I heard the name Stanley but didn’t want to be too

presumptuous. After some time went by, I finally got up the

nerve to ask one of the guys who this was and he told me

it was Stanley Miller! I then proceeded to tell Stanley how I

met and knew Bob Gage and told him the whole story.

The other guy’s jaw dropped and said “You mean to tell

me you have remembered Stanley’s name for all of these

years?????” Yep, when it’s that important I will remember it

FOREVER! Well, guess what? Stanley told me the kicker

of the story was that Bob finally found out why he was dying-

he had some sort of gas leak in his house. The other kicker

was that if he had known that he wasn’t going to die, that he

would have never sold his K model!

After talking with Stanley (later finding out that he is pretty fa -

mous and some sort of celebrity in the bike world) I asked if I

could take a picture of him and his bike. He told me I could as

long as I promised not

to publish it in a maga-

zine nor put in online. I

assured him I wouldn’t.

He then asked me to

sit on his bike so that

he could take a photo. Since I was already there, Gabe went

ahead and snapped a shot as well. Well, I never published

the photo and won’t BUT the shot of me on Stanley’s bike did

make Wrench Magazine last year!

Funny how things happen, huh?

Speaking of things happening, IT has FINALLY happened- I

got my first piece of hate mail! And of course it was sent

through an anonymous email provider using a fake name. I

have to say I have nothing against people not liking me or

even sending me hate mail, but PLEASE be sure and send

me your REAL name. When I mentioned this to Beatnik over

at Easyriders/Wrench, he assured me that I MUST be doing

something right to be worthy of receiving such an anony-

mous piece of literature. He told me that he got continu-

ous laughs from all of his hate mail, stemming I believe from

some songs he had written. Good thing I haven’t mentioned

some of the songs I have written, right Scharf?!

As history tends to repeat itself, I guess I really shouldn’t be

surprised. The whole time I spent in high school, the teach-

ers hated me and tried to send me to drug rehab. My bosses

have hated me; even my own parents hated me, which is

why I decided to disown them many years ago.

Sometimes my whole life seems like a movie… I’ve been

kicked out of a hardware store for “being too opinionated”,

I have been detained for over an hour in a store for using

coupons, and I have taken an unemployment case to the

Supreme Court (and won). I won’t even mention the time I

almost went to prison.

Chris Gibbany

Old Iron Never Dies!

when I started designing it what color I wanted it to be and

never told one person what that was. I hate that I have to be

like that but when history repeats itself, especially with a se-

lect group of people, it really leaves me with no other choice.

I have kept the Knuckle a secret for almost three years. Most

people don’t even know I have it so letting this photo out in

Renegade is very EXCLUSIVE!

Even though I color my own hair, I actually got to get my

hair professionally colored pink about 10 years ago by using

free gift cards that I received while couponing. Everywhere I

went people made fun of me, just like they did when I was 16

and had pink hair. It didn’t take long before the idea started

catching on and other women started coloring their hair. It got

so annoying that when they went pink, I went purple. When

they went purple, I went back pink. Hell, I even had some of

these women come up to me and comment in regards to me

changing colors, commenting that THEY were then gonna

have to change colors!

Others started asking

me what color I was

going to do next. One

woman, after attend-

ing one of our bike nights, showed up the next week with

purple hair. After that I started keeping my hair color “moves”

a secret and never did tell them how I managed to get my

color to last for over six months!

I seem to be great with keeping secrets. I kept some photos

secret for over a year so that a national magazine could use

them. If there is one thing (make that three) that I am good

at, it is keeping secrets, keeping my word AND remembering

important shit.

I was at a discount store once wearing my shop shirt and

this guy kept staring at me. I noticed him several times in

the aisles and he finally asked me if I could read a label on

something. When I went to check out he got behind me and

after seeing that the back of my shirt read “Ride, Wrench,

Repeat”, he made a comment that it was driving him crazy,

so he had to ask what it meant. I proceeded to tell him that

my husband and I ride and build old Harleys, so he told me

he had a 57 FL. I said “Yeah I have a 56 FL”. We then went

outside, struck up a conversation for about an hour and he

gave me his phone number and address. He told me his

name was Bob Gage.

Next time we were in his neck of the woods we went by and

seen him. He told us how he had been on his deathbed

and up until that time he had owned the 57 Panhead and a

K model for 30 some-odd years. He ended up selling the

beloved K model to his neighbor who had always wanted it.

The motivation that the new owner possessed in trying to re-

store the bike helped to keep Bob’s spirits alive. He literally

credits this guy for saving his life....

So when I was looking to buy a Knucklehead, probably about

five years ago, Bob told me about this guy down in Texas

named Stanley Miller and gave me his number. I never

called him but always kept the info in my head.

While a bunch of us were standing around last year at Just

Kickers in Oklahoma, this old guy rides up on a Knuckle. I

“Ride, Wrench, Repeat”

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