Took mine over Dead Man's Hill in Lindenhurst in 1975 and it went into one of those unplanned 360-degree slides putting me eyeball-to-headlight with a Dodge Dart. Oh man, I probably shit my Toughskins that day, but I loved that thing.
Took mine over Dead Man's Hill in Lindenhurst in 1975 and it went into one of those unplanned 360-degree slides putting me eyeball-to-headlight with a Dodge Dart. Oh man, I probably shit my Toughskins that day, but I loved that thing.
Took mine over Dead Man's Hill in Lindenhurst in 1975 and it went into one of those unplanned 360-degree slides putting me eyeball-to-headlight with a Dodge Dart. Oh man, I probably shit my Toughskins that day, but I loved that thing.
My Mom was always afraid when I went out riding since you were completely invisible to cars when riding. Lucky I never had a close call like you did.