The truth is that there are probably tons of defunct MC shops around the country with the same circumstances. I once took a head from a 72 Bonnie to a small machine shop in the older, "ghetto", part of Kansas City, Kansas. As I looked around the shop I noticed a back door, in the yard were a mix of HD and brit bike carcasses just sitting out in the elements, a bone yard. This was before the internet and cell phones, I think most these guys just did not have access to the market place to sell the spares.


Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats. H. L. Mencken