swwwinger
02-06-2004, 12:48 AM
It all started that fateful day in 1966 when I saw my father lay down the neighbors Honda Scrambler in the back yard. Listening to him preach of the dangers of motorcycles while he bandaged the pipe burns on his skinny, white legs I remember dreaming, "Motorcycle! Someday, oh yes... someday ... ZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...."
Pictures of my rides, past and present.
http://home.houston.rr.com/vesuvius/all2.jpg
Brett Hearn in Friendswood - AKA Swwwinger when I'm awake, which is most of the time. http://home.houston.rr.com/vesuvius/smileys/hihi.gif
Pictures of my rides, past and present.
http://home.houston.rr.com/vesuvius/all2.jpg
Brett Hearn in Friendswood - AKA Swwwinger when I'm awake, which is most of the time. http://home.houston.rr.com/vesuvius/smileys/hihi.gif