I was a Biker during the 70's Had a 48' Pan Head, a 41' knucklehead and built a 77' Shovelhead. My buddies called My Shovel Head the 'death machine' because it was very fast, brand new shovel Head Motor out of a crate, big cam, S&S Super Drag Carb. and belt drive~ But little on the stopping power. My front brake was only to keep it street-legal. I could have used dual disc brakes when that old man crossed the road, right in front of me.
I rubbed elbows with some pretty heavy-duty characters in my day.
I had a good buddy, called R..... His goal in life was to become a 'hit man' for another club that we all knew and respected. I have a roommate named T......, seemed like a Nice guy, just got out from being in prison on a bogus drug charge, reputed, to have actually been a hitman for that same club.
There used to be a stretch of hwy 17 thru San Jose that was so bumpy folks said it would cripple anyone that rode a Hardtail. I always rode hardtails. Turns out, they knew what they were saying!
I don't always win my street fights, but I won most of them. I have been a fighter all my life, I am not afraid to knock anyone on their ass that deserves it.
Location
Missouri