Kamasloppy

We had this kid in the little town in NY where I grew up, big Mongo kid, 18 in ninth grade if you know what I mean, and looked JUST like Fred Flintstone. Had a '64 4dr Custom PI and would drive us anywhere if we'd hang out with him, always got places pretty fast (we used to take him bowling, and he'd get us thrown out, as he was pretty good at breaking pins), and a '71 Honda 175 Scrambler- which he flogged mercilously- burnout after burnout, 10K and drop the clutch over and over, and he was at least 265. He went to work for the local John Deere dealer, stocking shelves in the parts room, sweeping up. Then the dealer took on Kawasaki as a sideline- Kawi Bighorn in the showroom next to a 4020 Deere LOL. Gets in the first Blue Meany- and Mongo buys it. Wheelies past the school every day at lunch, 3 rear tires in the first month, ringadingadinga. Offers me a ride one day, I'm young and stupid, OK- 1,2,3 gears on the back wheel, and I've got a death grip on the back of his collar, if I go off the back, he's goin' with me... hits 100, and locks up the front brake for fun. One ride was enough- but believe it or not, he never went down on it, and the 75 yr. old town cop couldn't catch him in his 350 Impala