Long time no write. With a gun to my head, I am thinning out my collection of patina infested vintage cycles. The first is a 1962 Hetchins Path Racer.
Scott "take my wife please" Goldstein in Los Angeles California where "those hot dry [winds] that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen."
Raymond Chander in "Red Wind" 1938