Some progress on the 883 chopper

Cut the rear fender 

And the motor is ready for the frame 

Restore original HD carb.

Me and my 79 shovelhead.

 

Picture stolen from  the blog of my future wife ... thank yuo I love you so much!

 

Memory of a Sunday

 Almost a month ago in a sunny day my girlfriend took some pics of my bike and me... Watch out HERE 

 other awesome work.

 

Ready...

The last part I need to rebuild the engine it's here 

Clean up the frame for the new paint

remove the old paint and many shit!!

Rebuilding 93 Sportster

Start to rebuild this sporty engine for my friend Rico

Mad3 F.k.g

Start to work hard to build up the new garage

Move to a better place

It all started in November  2011, when they begin to be felt the first cold and the winter is coming .. we, a group of friends that meets every Friday to do some motorcycle ride through the city and surrounding area looking for something to put in your teeth and a cold beer ... Together around a table during a dinner, flashed the idea of ​​finding a place just for us, where in add to the usual meeting on Friday could also put his hand on our Motorcycles and why not create some project together .. So, was born the MAD3 Fucking kustom Garage, today's been almost four years, and after many run together, travel,  some project realized that we took away most of some satisfaction and a strong bond that has been created, we are ready for move to a place where we can create even more great things ... so a bit grudgingly, remind the best moments spent, I dedicate today's post to the small garage where it all started, looking to the evolution of this group of solid dude that love the old motorcycles and are not afraid to get their hands dirty!

 

 

Monday progress

Ready to rebuild

Winter restoration

After many years on the road together it's time to restore and fix the problems accumulated!!

Today? just want to go.

Addiction

 

 

You ride one mile at a time. Sometimes to a specific destination other times just to feel the wind in your face and hear your motor like it was for the very first time. When you ride no matter who you are, there's a smile of ultimate joy that over takes. Some don't show it on the outside but you know on the inside they are in love with every single moment. It's that feeling of "I hope I make it home." The excitement of new smells and tastes that take over your senses, and the air you breath in that is so pure and clean. Your eyes wander to the different scenes of nature, wildlife and potholes that could in an instant kill you. You become intoxicated to the whole experience and want it more every single day. This addiction I have to the ride is something pure and I'm glad those who share this addiction know exactly what I am talking about and can agree "If I had to be addicted to one thing and one thing only, this, this right here, my motorcycle and the ride is exactly what I want to be addicted to forever, until it kills me." To live a life of adrenaline pumping chaos, to seek thrills and adventure on two wheels; to never know the outcome of your day is what we all long for. If the ride is a bottle, shit poor me the biggest glass you can cause I want to drink it forever..... 

Word!

True words..

Love & truck