TaildraggersInc
01-10-2008, 10:39 PM
"Welcome to the H.A.M.B." the e-mail says. Well, I'm glad to be here...
I remember when "rat rods" were the new fashion in mags like Street Rodder. I thought the glamorous and glitzy street rods were the shit until I saw my first "rat rod". I went on a mad search for anything I could find to tell me more about these primitive beasts, and the best resource one the net was one little website called the Jalopy Journal. I read every page and viewed every picture. I was hooked. That was what, eight years ago?
I love cars. I love motorcycles. But to be completely honest with you, I love airplanes the most. I've read Ryan's posts about worshiping all things old and cool. It's the same for me. New stuff is fun, but the old stuff just feels better. It feels right. For me, a vintage airplane, built of wood wings and a 4130 chromoly fuselage, covered in fabric and dope, is home. It's like your favorite recliner on a warm spring afternoon. When I strap myself into the cockpit of an old airplane, I just feel complete. I'm sure most of you guys feel the same way when you're thundering down the road in your roadster or sled.
Why did I join the HAMB? Even though I don't own any cool cars today, I have my plans. I'm tired of lurking and not being able to interact on the boards. I'm really into the dirtiest of the dirty cars. The ones that look impossible to drive, and not even a little bit legal. I like a stripped-down bare-bones machine, whether it be on two wheels, four wheels, or a set of wings and wires. I hope to learn as much as possible from the HAMB, and give back when able.
My past is varied. My first car was a 1985 Camaro with the weenie 2.8L V-6. It was fun as hell to drive and got me through High School. I paid for it by selling hot dogs at the local outdoor mall when I was 14. My next car was a '96 S-10 which I blew up at 60,000 miles. I told Dad I should have gotten the V-6! I've had a 1962 Chevy II which sat in the garage plagued by carburetor issues and a severe lack of cash. I have also owned a 2000 Harley-Davidson XL1200C Sportster Custom that I absolutely loved. I bought the Harley while I was working at a little-known shop called Daytona Harley-Davidson. I was a parts monkey and rental guy. Best job ever. Somewhere along the line I picked up a 1987 CBR600 Hurricane that was literally in boxes. My current ride is a 1994 Isuzu pickup, and in true beater fashion, it doesn't sport fancy wheels or a nice paint job. I do all the work on it myself, or with the help of family and friends. My current bike is a '95 Ducati Monster 900. The D&D pipes are loud as shit, and the bike is killer fun to ride. Leaning over the tank really kills your nuts after about an hour, though.
I hope that's enough of an introduction. My fingers are tired of typing. I'll try to get some pics uploaded in a minute.
Thanks for having me,
-Wayne Bressler (TaildraggersInc)
www.taildraggersinc.com (http://www.taildraggersinc.com)
I remember when "rat rods" were the new fashion in mags like Street Rodder. I thought the glamorous and glitzy street rods were the shit until I saw my first "rat rod". I went on a mad search for anything I could find to tell me more about these primitive beasts, and the best resource one the net was one little website called the Jalopy Journal. I read every page and viewed every picture. I was hooked. That was what, eight years ago?
I love cars. I love motorcycles. But to be completely honest with you, I love airplanes the most. I've read Ryan's posts about worshiping all things old and cool. It's the same for me. New stuff is fun, but the old stuff just feels better. It feels right. For me, a vintage airplane, built of wood wings and a 4130 chromoly fuselage, covered in fabric and dope, is home. It's like your favorite recliner on a warm spring afternoon. When I strap myself into the cockpit of an old airplane, I just feel complete. I'm sure most of you guys feel the same way when you're thundering down the road in your roadster or sled.
Why did I join the HAMB? Even though I don't own any cool cars today, I have my plans. I'm tired of lurking and not being able to interact on the boards. I'm really into the dirtiest of the dirty cars. The ones that look impossible to drive, and not even a little bit legal. I like a stripped-down bare-bones machine, whether it be on two wheels, four wheels, or a set of wings and wires. I hope to learn as much as possible from the HAMB, and give back when able.
My past is varied. My first car was a 1985 Camaro with the weenie 2.8L V-6. It was fun as hell to drive and got me through High School. I paid for it by selling hot dogs at the local outdoor mall when I was 14. My next car was a '96 S-10 which I blew up at 60,000 miles. I told Dad I should have gotten the V-6! I've had a 1962 Chevy II which sat in the garage plagued by carburetor issues and a severe lack of cash. I have also owned a 2000 Harley-Davidson XL1200C Sportster Custom that I absolutely loved. I bought the Harley while I was working at a little-known shop called Daytona Harley-Davidson. I was a parts monkey and rental guy. Best job ever. Somewhere along the line I picked up a 1987 CBR600 Hurricane that was literally in boxes. My current ride is a 1994 Isuzu pickup, and in true beater fashion, it doesn't sport fancy wheels or a nice paint job. I do all the work on it myself, or with the help of family and friends. My current bike is a '95 Ducati Monster 900. The D&D pipes are loud as shit, and the bike is killer fun to ride. Leaning over the tank really kills your nuts after about an hour, though.
I hope that's enough of an introduction. My fingers are tired of typing. I'll try to get some pics uploaded in a minute.
Thanks for having me,
-Wayne Bressler (TaildraggersInc)
www.taildraggersinc.com (http://www.taildraggersinc.com)