OK… I admit it… I’m a RAT fan! There’s something way-cool about a vehicle that was produced through blood, sweat & tears in someone’s back yard with available parts. I recently attended the Southeastern Truck Nationals and spotted this beauty. It’s a 1941 Chevrolet truck with a 4″ chop, a custom bed, a 1935 grill and Caddy tail lights. Pretty sweet!
I must not be right… OK, before everyone jumps on the “ain’t that the truth” bandwagon… I’m talking about my tastes in motorcycles. It seems like a majority of people I come across have a habit of drooling over large amounts of Chrome and Easter Egg paint jobs… but the bikes that always grab my attention and put me into a “Homer-Simpson-Looking-At-A-Donut” kind of trance are the mutts. The outcasts. The Rats. The ugly Betty’s. The bikes that were obviously built with blood, sweat and tears, didn’t cost an arm-and-a-leg, are actually ridden and are never polished!
This weekend I ran across one such bike at a local bike show… and while many were walking past it to get to the “pretty” and “vintage” bikes… I took more pics of this Yamaha beauty than any other bike there. This bike is awesome!