Noot

He said . . .

. . . don't worry, I can weld anything . . . aluminum, brass, plastic, cardboard, styrofoam . . .

great - just great , now what ????

Kenny Farrell

A famous local stock car racer passed away this week. Farrell was the guy you wanted to be when hangin' with the neighborhood kids - racing homemade buggies down hills.

"Hey, I get to be Kenny Farrell this time!"

Go RED LINE

From my vintage patch collection,

Just need to find the right cap mate . . .

Pete Willis

They say, "Don't f**k with British rockers . . . or road racers."

de Cosmo'n

All cosmoline can be removed more easily by:

- soak with WD-40

- heat part slightly

- wipe with shop towel

- blow off excess with compressed air (away from you)

- clean in parts washer

- blow dry

The old style, one-piece oil ring is a thing of beauty ain't it ?

Wide World of Sports

Tarabanko . . . the greatest of motorcycle ice racers. Howard Cosell would announce the action - it was a wonderful and exciting way to spend a cold winter day watching races.

Steve Morehead and __________________

Randy Goss? nope . . .
Randy Texter? no (but, good guess with the 65)
Randy Renfrow? no (but, another good guess with Team Honda)
Randy Green? Yes - National Number 65W

Bender could hang off a sled with style. You could tell it was Bender just the way he threw that thing into the corners. He was very innovative - and experimental with his race sleds. Often out front . . . a very tough competitor. Still active in the sport . . .
Proudly sponsored by Olav Aaen . . . (one smart Swiss dude . . . )

Waldheim, Saskatchewan

Scott Parker

Indy Mile, just concentrate and win that No. 1 plate.

D's Leathers from Dee Johnson (Randy Goss's mom-in-law)

Autographs, promotions, money . . .
He's just tryin' to make a livin' at this.

BMXA 1978

I remember buying this issue at Red Owl. Took my Murray (Stingray copy) and we welded gussets, double clamp, knobbies, made the Bendix a freewheel, Avocet saddle, fluted post, KKTs . . . I was radder than most. Me and my brother promoted races, our track, our rules . . . we won most of them - a fixed deal for sure . . . (now I'll get back to work)

NOS is New Old Stock

So my friend Chad asks if i can go through his Harley 45 engine. He's got all the parts . . . hey - I say no problem. He shows up with original HD stuff, still in the boxes. Still in this hardened wax-like stuff. Cosmo grease everywhere. It takes like time to get the shit off . . . we're talkin' goo city here. But, the pistons and valves look so nice. Original Harley-Davidson parts. Back when steel was steel and quality mattered. If you can - buy NOS. It's usually better. Oh, Save The Boxes ! (he told me twice)

Exhaust Pipe Clamp . . .

. . . not needed on UL models.

James ?

In my youth . . . glory days of Sno Pro

. . . I wanted to be a professional snowmobile racer. My dad was a tuner and wrench for a very successful local racer, and they started me racing the Junior classes. From 1978-1982 I traveled and raced the USSA aand WSRF (World Snowmobile Racing Federation) Central Division. Wisconsin, Minnesota, Dakotas, Illinois and Central Canada. Over 3 years, I won almost every race I entered. Placed 2nd a few times. 5th once. And blew an engine while leading a championship race. My heros were names like Thorson, Hulings, Dimmerman, Bunke, Elsner, Villeneuve, Donahue, The Deckers, Rosenquest and Levac. I would go down early in the mornings and watch as the pro teams in their matching race suits used tiny cranes to lower the race sleds from fancy semi trailers. The ice ovals were fresh clean ice. Carbides were being sharpened. I'd get a hot Dr. Pepper and report back to our rough lookin', copper color, camper school bus we traveled in. The "Brown Donkey" it was accurately named. It was Friday morning. Other kids were in school. I had the day off. I was 15 years old and a raced Yamahas on ice in front of crowds of people. All was good.

Morty's concerned . . .

I thought she said "No more motorcycle parts in the house . . ! ?"

Out and back . . .

. . . on the kitty cat. Need more snow for lube (or a can o' silicone in your pocket to shoot on the track every so often) Saw a big jack rabbit - we waved at each other and went about our business. The river had some sketchy ice . . . but, the surface is fast.