The job was a blast, it just couldn’t last, time to drag up and go, my future was cast, no money amassed, I’m just an out of work schmo. On a hot August day, I drew out my pay, said farewell to the rail-welding crew, had to be on my way, ‘cuzContinue reading “Sundance”
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Indian Racer
Rex could ride a bronc and Rex could ride a bull, but he found that Indian Scout to be big handful. The Wreckin’ Crew once raced it all about the land, and all they knew was winnin’ for the Indian brand. Woodsie won the title back in Thirty-Five, Harleys ate their dustContinue reading “Indian Racer”
