getting around ~ raised to high art/fetish
Over the past 24 hours our area has been treated to a great display of Rolling American Iron, heavy metal style - and I don't mean music. Although, when all of those hogs fired up this AM on Main Street, I'm sure that it was sweet music to some ears.
This weekend Lake Placid is host to an annual custom/classic car show and auction. Hugo and I (that's us reflected in the '57 Chevy Continental Kit's spare wheel cover) stopped in at the '80 Olympic Arena, home of the Miracle On Ice, to see the cars roll in. Say what you will about these things, but one thing is certain - these guys know how to paint a car. The paint is flawless, looks liquid, and seems to be about 12 inches deep, especially the candy metalflake jobs.
Although not pictured here, one thing that some of the custom cars and many of the bikes have in common is a liberal display of skulls and crossbones. On the cars its things like gearshift knobs and steering wheel hubs. On bikes its usually applied with painted emblems and, of course, on the backs of leather jackets and on helmets. And, of course, there were plenty of painted flames on both cars and bikes.
Although I am not a Harley guy - I ride a Rice-Burner Crotch-Rocket - I was kind of impressed by Cowboy-Edition Harley - you gotta love all that rawhide fringe and those whitewall tires. The only thing I'd change is the saddle because I'd want a 2-seater so the wife could ride bitch.
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