Probably 14 or maaaaaaybe 15. 1983. Shit drastically changed for me shortly after this pic was taken. Actually now that I think about it, if the buck had velveted antlers, that would be very early fall, so I was barely 15.
Jeezuz………I’ve never been able to figure out what the gen Z kids mean when they say…….”that looks like it’s from the 90’s”……. I see it now.
I started on a ratted out old PUCH that I got from someone’s yard while doing a yard cleanup circa 15yo. Was left outside for years by the time I got it and tinkered with it. Buzzed around through the tobacco fields where I lived back then. Good mammories of that old silver puch
I have another one at 15 somewhere that’s me with a bandana around my head, a trucker hat over that, a baggy Mickey’s malt liquor shirt on with baggy dickies and a hanging belt. Arm around my homie with a cigarette hanging from my mouth. My boy pointing a gun at the camera and me throwing up a sign. I gotta find that picture. I find myself lately really wanting to help that angry little boy.