



Grandpa bought the "Easter Egg" around 1950 from his buddy Gordy Williams a flat track team owner.. she was set up as a cow trailer.. Dirt bike for you young kids.. Original lacquer paint on the mustang tank and bobbed rear fender ...
Grandpa wrenched and pitted for the team.. pictured on the far right...
I think I rode more miles sitting still on this thing as a lil' Kid than any of my bike's as an adult.. She was a great Hobby Horse...
The picture of me and the "T" was taken around '90 the week after Gp's funeral.. the bike had not been run since the late 50's.. replace the oil pump cleaned the tank and carb.. third kick she started.. threw air in the original tire adjusted the clutch and rode it to my Dads house and back 3 miles away... Should have seen the OL' mans face...