Got to test out the Harmon girder too.
Woke up the next morning bright and early and took off for Brooklyn. Was making good time then ran out of gas in south Philly but luckily knew where I was at and was able to find a quick gas station. Then just north of Philly my throttle cable snapped and I'm stuck on the side of I-95. I rigged the throttle up to get me off the interstate and off an exit and made a phone call. Clarke and some of the FOTS and DS Kyle and Murph came to my rescue. Steve ended up having the closest thing to a throttle cable that would work.
Clarke, Q. and Rob
At a service station in NJ
We all piled into a hotel so we could get one good nights sleep before we had to ride home.
Crossing the Varazano Bridge into Brooklyn
Hanging at the gutter with Max Schaff and some of the VA crew
Murph was always out putting on a show either doing power slides or burning the back tire.
I went strolling around Vanders place which is in the Polish and Slavic district of Brooklyn. Many kool sights to be seen.
These guys set up a game that if you said the word motorcycle you had to shotgun a beer.
Entrance of the Brooklyn Invitational
Tom Fugle selling rocks
Some kool ass bars from the HA display
Paul Cox came rolling into the exhibit fashionably late. The kool part was that he literally filled the bike with oil, and gas cranked it no issues, then decided to break it in blasting down NYC streets to the show pretty kool.