After hitting the local bike night, tonight should be fun with some polishing, chopper movies, and some devil in a bottle. I was going to sell one of the Finch lights, keep one, and make some profit, but there's no way I can part with one and separate the pair.
Joe gave us a little history on this picture tonight, and man it doesn't get any fuckin cooler, let me tell ya!
Cal's just carrying on family tradition like a pro, and man his Sportster rules!
Get weird.