These pictures were sent to me thanks to an 'ol friend Joe Coghlin. Joe and Lynn used to live in RICHMOND and we would up and ride with nowhere to go. Stopping in at new places just to see what was up was a pretty regular thing. We ran thru toll booths, running up the interstate at 110 mph with no good reason other than we could. Joe commonly refers to those rides as the "white knuckle" rides, and I rekon they where. Seems not so long ago people had a whole lot less things to do and Midnight was the right time for a ride.
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