Dragster Of Death

February 12, 2008 by
Filed under: Bed-Stuy, Greenpoint Magic 

The day was January 31, 2008. After going for a rather length jaunt through Greenpoint, Bushwick and Bedford Stuyvesant I was finally headed home. When I reached the Rite Aid at 783 Manhattan Avenue a car caught my attention.

Old Fireball

In fact “Old Fireball” was noticed by quite a number of people, so the owner decided to give them a show.

Old Fireball Back

He revved up the engine and the resulting noise (courtesy of glasspacks) echoed down the street. People cheered. Miss Heather thought this was pretty cool.

Now jump forward to Sunday, February 11, 2008. I was walking down Gates Avenue in Bed-Stuy when I beheld this.

Highway to Hell

The only words that found their way out of my mouth were Holy Shit! If I ever find myself needing some wheels to transport me to hell, I want this bad boy.

Highway to Hell

No one ever said eternal damnation couldn’t be stylish. What’s more, it even has a radio.

Miss Heather


2 Comments on Dragster Of Death

  1. Tony From Kent Street on Tue, 12th Feb 2008 1:51 pm
  2. Bob Marley: “Mr Brown is a clown who rides to town in a coffin.”

  3. rowan on Wed, 13th Feb 2008 11:30 am
  4. beyond innovative. should you be an unfortunate victim when your bike crashes – instant coffin!

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