Being energized by the incessant rhythms playing here at
Buddy Stubbs, supporting bikers throughout this life,
everyone loving to be around him and his business.
Wandering along paths of never-ending Harley's, taking
rides down lonely highways, never looking back, just
moving ahead into sunrises and sunsets of tomorrow.
Having all the rides of a lifetime positioned in a
photographic mind, never taking eyes or mind off of the
road or highway.
Sliding down streamlined roads of tomorrow, handlebars
in hands of bikers.
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