Post by "Chainsaw" Jim Johnson on Feb 26, 2015 19:40:23 GMT -5
Originally posted on the pold FBN board in April 2014 .....
Chainsaw posted ..... So, I finally got a chance to play with our new printer/scanner ......
Back in the late 70s, when I wasn't playing with dirtbikes, I was the goofy fat kid with goofy ideas. Back then, I knew very little about the bicycle scene and nothing about the KUSTOM bike world.
Huffys and Schwinns ran the streets of my town, with an occasional Raleigh ten speed thrown into the mix. Mostly old cruisers and a few musclebikes.
Motorcycle magazines influenced most of us kids and that's where we got our ideas on how to trick out our bikes. I, on the other hand, was more influenced by the new craze called Monster Trucks, more precisely .... Bob Chandler's BigFoot!
What you are about to see is my high school shop project. The shop teacher told me it lacked imagination, creativity, and no shop skills what so ever and gave me an "F". He knew that I had started with two destroyed bike frames and sleeved and welded the good parts to make one good frame. Then I cut up a couple of others for the front drive system. All of this with no help or guidance from the shop teacher.
I gave him a big "F" "U" and rode out the door towards the principals office. As I passed the gym, my wrestling coach saw me and asked me what I was doing. I told him that the shop teacher gave me an "F" on my bike and I was heading towards the principal's office. The coach told me to wait in the gym and he rode off on my bike.
A few minutes later the gym door opened up and the principal rode into the gym on my bike. We took turns riding around the gym for about 10 minutes and then headed to the shop class. The coach and principal entered the room while I waited out in the hall. Soon the other students joined me in the hall. A few minutes later the coach, principal and shop teacher came out and the shop teacher reluctantly apologized to me and told me that I had received an "A" on my project.
After graduating, I would routinely ride passed the shop teacher's house and give him the finger! So thank you Mr. Reeves for being such an asshole that you brought out the Freak in me!
Comments .....
Junkman .... "That's a really cool bike design. Very impressive coming from a high school kid.
Looks like it would be good for flood areas so you could pedal with your hands and keep your shoes dry.
That was a true freakbiker's story, building what you want without a care to what others think. Some will not appreciate our creations but then quite a few will think they are really cool.
Keep On Choppin' On!"
Philphine .... "maybe he needed to look up imagination in the dictionary, or you were supposed to make a fancy ashtray like everybody else."
Chainsaw posted ..... So, I finally got a chance to play with our new printer/scanner ......
Back in the late 70s, when I wasn't playing with dirtbikes, I was the goofy fat kid with goofy ideas. Back then, I knew very little about the bicycle scene and nothing about the KUSTOM bike world.
Huffys and Schwinns ran the streets of my town, with an occasional Raleigh ten speed thrown into the mix. Mostly old cruisers and a few musclebikes.
Motorcycle magazines influenced most of us kids and that's where we got our ideas on how to trick out our bikes. I, on the other hand, was more influenced by the new craze called Monster Trucks, more precisely .... Bob Chandler's BigFoot!
What you are about to see is my high school shop project. The shop teacher told me it lacked imagination, creativity, and no shop skills what so ever and gave me an "F". He knew that I had started with two destroyed bike frames and sleeved and welded the good parts to make one good frame. Then I cut up a couple of others for the front drive system. All of this with no help or guidance from the shop teacher.
I gave him a big "F" "U" and rode out the door towards the principals office. As I passed the gym, my wrestling coach saw me and asked me what I was doing. I told him that the shop teacher gave me an "F" on my bike and I was heading towards the principal's office. The coach told me to wait in the gym and he rode off on my bike.
A few minutes later the gym door opened up and the principal rode into the gym on my bike. We took turns riding around the gym for about 10 minutes and then headed to the shop class. The coach and principal entered the room while I waited out in the hall. Soon the other students joined me in the hall. A few minutes later the coach, principal and shop teacher came out and the shop teacher reluctantly apologized to me and told me that I had received an "A" on my project.
After graduating, I would routinely ride passed the shop teacher's house and give him the finger! So thank you Mr. Reeves for being such an asshole that you brought out the Freak in me!
Comments .....
Junkman .... "That's a really cool bike design. Very impressive coming from a high school kid.
Looks like it would be good for flood areas so you could pedal with your hands and keep your shoes dry.
That was a true freakbiker's story, building what you want without a care to what others think. Some will not appreciate our creations but then quite a few will think they are really cool.
Keep On Choppin' On!"
Philphine .... "maybe he needed to look up imagination in the dictionary, or you were supposed to make a fancy ashtray like everybody else."