today was a good day I was pluggin away in the shop when morris stepped through the door I never met him but he had heard of the shop and he figured he would stop by and say hello. He started telling me about his life with bikes and I was amazed he truly lived riding a 37 knuckle to high school in 1949. He said he blew it up a couple times hot roddin in the desert he pulled out a couple old pics of him and his buddies here in az back in the day living the life. Morris is the guy on the far left of the vertical photo out in apache junction and the other photo is him swappin cams with his buddy out in the grass. I could of listened to his stories all day he still has a 1937 that he rides often I can't wait to see him come by again.
today was a good day I was pluggin away in the shop when morris stepped through the door I never met him but he had heard of the shop and he figured he would stop by and say hello. He started telling me about his life with bikes and I was amazed he truly lived riding a 37 knuckle to high school in 1949. He said he blew it up a couple times hot roddin in the desert he pulled out a couple old pics of him and his buddies here in az back in the day living the life. Morris is the guy on the far left of the vertical photo out in apache junction and the other photo is him swappin cams with his buddy out in the grass. I could of listened to his stories all day he still has a 1937 that he rides often I can't wait to see him come by again.
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