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RenegadeMagazine.comthey came out and then told me that the car I was driving
was so crappy that it didn’t matter if someone had hit it.
Once when I was about 19, I was stopped waiting to turn
left when a car rear-ended me. I got out and saw that it
didn’t do any damage to the 1969 car I was driving, so I
told the people it was no big deal. A little while later I had
a cop show up at my house and tell me I was getting a
ticket for a hit and run and not reporting an accident. The
dumb asses went and reported THEM hitting me and told
the law that I wasn’t using my turn signal. When the cop
came down, he made me try out all the lights, of which they
all worked and I told him how they had hit me. The cop
informed me that if I EVER got into any kind of wreck, any
little ding, etc. that I HAD to call the cops, hence the reason
why I called them when the other vehicle was locked into
my Camaro grille.
What is kind of ironic about the wreck yesterday, besides
the fact that I was already going to the chiropractor, is
the fact that I had just left Wal Mart with six copies of The
Horse. For two months in a row, I have been in The Horse
Magazine and was extremely excited to show it to Gabe.
In the June issue I am featured in Tattoo Corner. When I
got word that I was going to be in there, I had no way to
contact Gabe as the internet was down. When Englishman
contacted me and said he was going to feature my bike,
Gabe’s daytime job was experiencing what could have
turned into a hostage situation, so obviously he could not
be REAL excited about MY news! Add in yesterday’s events
as I am trying to take a copy to show him, and instead he ends
up having to come down to the scene of an accident. Funny
how things work, huh?
We had told ourselves that if the issue with my 81 Ironhead
was released before the Smoke Out, that we would go. I was
told that the issue would actually go on sale AT the event! We
came this () close to going at the very last minute.
Money wasn’t an object since I have free Marriott hotel stays
with a free breakfast buffet along with free gas cards. What
was and is a problem is that we have pets, and not just any
pets but pure and simple ASSHOLES! We have a bulldog that
we call “Mr. Shits” that hates people and as Gabe likes to say
is not “user friendly” and I have 9 hedgehogs that are just spiny
pricks! Finding someone that would take care of our animals
posed a very large problem. And I thought having a snapping
turtle as a pet was difficult.
We went and looked at another Charger the other night. I told
the man that all I own is motorcycles and hot rods and he re-
plied “Isn’t that all you really need?”
Yes............ I do believe it is!
Old Iron Never Dies
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