A legend passed today. My childhood hero, Evil Knievel. Godspeed to you, Evil and your crazy American flag covered motorcycle.
In his prime:
To a Mobie bound geriatric.
See you on the other side, you crazy diamond. See you on the other side…
A legend passed today. My childhood hero, Evil Knievel. Godspeed to you, Evil and your crazy American flag covered motorcycle.
In his prime:
To a Mobie bound geriatric.
See you on the other side, you crazy diamond. See you on the other side…
I think my brother had an Evil Knievel action figure when we were kids, complete with motorcycle. Somehow, you could rev up the engine in the bike, and then let ‘er rip across the foyer floor. Do you remember that?
I remember the toy very well, because after seeing it at your house, I begged my mom for the same. For once she acquiesced and let me order it from the JC Penny or Sears catalog.
The knobby rear wheel clicked into a docking station. Winding a crank on the side of the station powered the cycle for a quick blast off into the unknown. The faster the crank was spun, the more breakneck the ride.
A particularly ingenious part of the design was the weighting schema for the cycle and rider. If the bike got enough height it would flip and almost always land on the wheels, rushing ahead as if the master himself was at the wheel.
Here’s a link:
Evil Knievel Stunt Set!
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