Vintage R90S for sale!

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As the song says, “The time have come.” (It’s an old blues song, don’t worry if you’ve not heard it.)

I’ve had this bike for several years now. It has brought me untold amounts of joy, not the least of which was riding it from Indiana to Utah, racing it at the Bonneville Salt Flats, and then riding it all the way back home (but that’s the subject of another blog). The economy isn’t being too kind to anyone these days, and I have bills to pay. That, and, sadly, I’ve just not had time to spend with the bike as I’d like to. It’s been sitting a lot more than being ridden, and that’s not right. It’s not good for a machine to sit, and someone needs to be out on this thing enjoying it for the thrilling motoring experience that it is.

I tried some other venues for advertising, but it hasn’t sold yet. I hate to put it on eBay, but it’s looking like that’s where it’s going. I just want it to find a good home. If you know of anyone who would be interested, please contact me through the link to my email address over there on the sidebar.

Better traffic

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So I’m snoozing my way into work on yet another Wednesday morning, and suddenly this automobile shoots by me in the left lane. It was so sudden I didn’t even get the settings changed on the camera before I started shooting one-handed. It was the Wednesday before the Indy 500, and I knew exactly what was going on immediately. It is on this day every year that the track has a “drive around the Brickyard” day where you get to drive your own automobile out onto the track. My dad’s Model T club has been attending this event for several years now. I knew this had to be one of the guys from the club. He happened to stay on my route for another couple of miles, but at the first intersection where he pulled into the left turn lane to head south, we happened to hit a red light. I jumped out of my car and ran up and said hello to him. Man, what a cool way to start the morning.

As an aside, I just KNOW this guy was running a Model A crank in that thing! He was hitting 35mph with no problems! Model Ts just never could turn that high with the factory non-counterweighted crank. This thing was a rocket!

Old skool delivery

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The Indiana Historical Society has an exhibit on the Model T Ford. This kind of car is what used to be called a “delivery.” If you wanted one of these, you ordered the frame, running gear, brakes – all that stuff – from Ford, and then you went to what they called a “coach builder” and had them make the wood body for it. Yeah – they don’t make things like they used to!

Big Iron

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Was up at my folks’ place on Saturday, and the locals have a tradition of driving their old and interesting vehicles down onto the town square around dinner time. We all piled into dad’s ’27 Ford and putted over there to join in the fun. As we were walking around, this older gentleman pulled up and proceeded to park a full-size vintage Brockway semi tractor parallel as if he were driving nothing bigger than a Honda, air brakes and all! It ruled. I had to shoot this thing. I’ve never seen a restored semi tractor, and this one was awesome. My favorite shot was just this grille emblem. I wish they still put as much panache into emblems as they did back during the golden years of the automobile.