The 1974 RD350 has been faultlessly buzzing around south-central New Mexico these last few months without any attention. The old…
The 1970s were the golden years of motorcycling. New and exciting motorcycles poured out of Japan at dizzying speed, so…
The city of Hartford in Connecticut is Mecca if you are a Colt fan (as in Colt firearms), and I…
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Nope, it's not my breakdown story, and it's not Gresh's, either. This one comes to us as a guest blog…
I travel a lot. It's all secret missions, you know. Litigations, defense industry work, secret manufacturing processes, and the like. …
One of the influential people in my life was Woody Peebles. Woody worked at Admiralty Marine down on Shelter Island…
From time to time Gresh and I have written about a few of the great people we worked with over…
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The Many Saints of Newark is a movie that spoke to me on many levels. I'm from New Jersey, I've…