the tinker
Cruisin' on my Bluebird
Last summer I seen this rusty, tired old Shelby...tired and beat, everyone passing it by...no one wanted it...
But I had made a promise to myself... I would buy NO more bikes...
So I traded a Columbia and a Rollfast, both with springers, for a Dixie Flyer, that I once owned, and I regretted selling....and a seldom seen, boys Shelby, pictured below. Since last summer, I've moved...
Now it's winter. I look down the lonely street. It's cold...very lonely...
I look out my window.......
.The Shelby's outside...covered in snow.....covered in snow now....Winfield's a lonely town.....when your the only Shelby boy......around...
So.... Rat Rod Time! Build a fire.... Bring the old Shelby in.........
The shop is nice and warm...
Let it snow.....
I'll keep you posted....
But I had made a promise to myself... I would buy NO more bikes...
So I traded a Columbia and a Rollfast, both with springers, for a Dixie Flyer, that I once owned, and I regretted selling....and a seldom seen, boys Shelby, pictured below. Since last summer, I've moved...
.The Shelby's outside...covered in snow.....covered in snow now....Winfield's a lonely town.....when your the only Shelby boy......around...
So.... Rat Rod Time! Build a fire.... Bring the old Shelby in.........