Born on Route 9, Already Angry
A trucker's dashcam caught him first: a bald, furious silhouette welded low over a stripped-down frame, knuckles on the bars, tearing down an empty two-lane at dawn. No helmet. No plates. No explanation. Mechanics who've studied the footage swear the bike has no key — because he isn't riding it. He grew into it.
"I've fixed a thousand engines. I've never met one with a grudge." — Anonymous roadside mechanic