Yup, that's my boys junk!

Apparently he is his fathers son.

Pole to hole...

Thats how they roll!

Fuck city traffic!

Could be worse. We could have gotten into a fight with some hoodlums on the Bay Bridge...

Half way between hell and home.

The next one will have room for two...maybe a sidecar for the little Guy too.

They agreed that the name fits. Don't be scurd!

More good times at Folsom Stevie's.

Partying with Craze and Mike from Eternal Combustion. Nothing like bikes, beer, and fire!

Sometimes it runs.

Jared's sweet ass triumph.

Another awesome Sunday in Northern California.

Jay's bike...before Manhands started cutting into it.

It's an organized mess...

If only I had ample time and money...

I'd get get so fucking much more shit done, I swear. So much to do...so little time, and even less money.