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- 100% hand-shaped
- 70 percent
- acme instant
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- barrel et plus
- born to lose
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- cabinessence
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- Greenough Heads Unite!
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5 comments:
The man ought to be dead (given how much time he spent splattering himself all over asphalt when I was a kid). He's an old guy now. He's lucky to have that scooter . . . and his life.
True. And as such a cantankerous cat, the image was still a bit mind-blowing for me. As such a larger-than-life character when I was a kid, Evel had a hold on my friends and me. Like him or not, the guy is an icon of 70's showmanship. It's a cliché, but time does indeed wait for no man.
at least he still rocks the jacket
Yeah, well Evel has broken every bone in his body. He was tough like Ali. We still had heros in the 70s.
I wonder if you are cute?
Huh?
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