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I got up at the same time with my dear wife. Early! She was to work in Oslo, and for me it was time for inspection.

The idea was that I would come to the club in good time. Fix the original plate, a cup of coffee and chilling out a bit before I came to the survey. As usual, it was not as I thought. I was looking for a while after the black Duct tape so I could tape the original plate for the little beauty I normally run with. I found no Duct tape, but did "cheat" and take the usual electric tape. It was to be hoped that it would agree to and from inspection.

Suddenly I discovered that it was urgent. I did ignore the coffee and wrap a jar Powerking instead and then it was full throttle in force.

Got to roll into the hall almost immediately and began to inspect the inspector. I must admit that they have become much better than when I started running hojj. Then they did not know much about motorcycles - they stood and measured the height control with folding ruler and whined about the high fuel cap and stuff like knick-knacks.

When it was time to check the beam pattern, I said that I thought the lamp was too high and it turned out that it was completely wrong. The inspector said that unfortunately he had no tumnycklar, otherwise he could adjust it for me, but it did nothing by chance, I had myself the right keys in his pocket. So I did not have to second it, and in the bargain, I look better with the main beam on when the lights on the road and not on the treetops.

After a trial run, he was happy and I got shiny paper. I asked if it was a very serious error on motorcycles who inspected and he said it really is quite unusual with some serious errors. Sub 's motorcycle drivers are very interested in their machines and decorations typically the smallest imperfections before it becomes serious. It is also so dangerous to ride around on hojjar with errors so that they will of course tend to sort out themselves. The most frequent comments referred to him was apparently noisy exhaust systems and small plates.

Solid stuff, you can arrange the course at home before you come here, I said. Well just what he said and glanced at my taped jätteregskylt.

Yes, it was back to the club to switch to a noisier exhaust and pick the big plate again.

If it really is that guy in the survey said, so it's silly to have to go in regularly to show that it changed silencers and number plate. Then it can be properly as well abolish the inspection of the hojjar. Though it is clear - there is also a good job ...

Other blogs on: Swedish Car Testing, inspection, motorcycles, number plate, noise, silencers, Harley-Davidson

I had a visit from one of my club brothers and his girlfriend in the studio today. Heard the latest news on the police front of them. He was "interrogated" and got to show license and blow into the alcohol meter when he sat on the grass beside his bike at a gas station in central Karlstad yesterday. "The interview" was of type 20 questions - one more stupid than the others. Have they really nothing better to do.

Some time ago, our one stopper stopped at bike in the afternoon, and they questioned whether he really did have the marks he had on him, and wondered what Carlstad "really means".

A few years ago, another member stopped at the door at a gas station where he would pick up a package. There he was standing and demonstrate driving and blowing in the middle of the door while station staff stood and gaped in surprise and the other customers probably thought about who he murdered or raped because the police take him inside the station.

A former stopper in the club, which is not longer, had not been stopped by police in 10 years, but when he got prospect marks he stopped three times that week on the way home from the club!

Before we moved the club house from Kalvholmen I was on my way out of the car when a police car will be painted körandes passing on the road. When they saw me cross the riveted so it almost became a series of collisions because there were two cars behind. Then they drove into the curb and sat and watched me. I considered the first to go back in again and lock the gate for me, or to swing the other way, but why should I have to adapt myself to their lekskoletrams? When I drove out along the way added to the block behind my bumper and the thought struck me that it could be interesting if I cross riveted. I caught about 50 feet before they started flashing blue lights and siren. It became the standard of driving and bladder, but then he stood behind the car and noted down a lot. I did not understand what he did, but then it dawned on me that he wrote up the support I had marks on the back of the car. I did not know myself what it sat there for usually it's someone in a club that I visited in the car as bonded to their brand. It is our policy not to have any marks on the bikes, but the cars do we care not where it may in fact sit a little of everything. As he noted clearly and gone, I was curious so I had to go out and check out what I had for the brand: Support Hillbillies MC Årjäng and Support Ninetynine MC Christinehamn was the only one that was not our own past but one ABATE-mark then. Wondering how it could be so interesting for the police. They should already know who we associate with because Karin Sidenwall wrote about it in the newspaper several times and we've also got legetimera us both when we traveled in and out at various festivals.

They only cope ....

Links:
• Cops can do what they want, apparently - Kaliteas Blog

Other blogs on: Police, police harassment, Karin Sidenwall

So is the article about us out there on the net also. The paper magazine was already yesterday, and it attracted some attention. In principle, everyone who rang or were in the studio yesterday, commented on, and some called just because they have seen the article. Rebecca was a little mad at me for not proof-read better because there were some a little mix up in what she said. It was hemmatattuerare she warned, not non SRT-affiliated studios. Otherwise, we thought it was a good and nice article.

Links:
• At Kings Road Tattoo growing art works presented (NWT 090822)
• Kingsroad Tattoo
• Sweden Registered tattooists

Other blogs on: Kings Road Tattoo, Tattoos, tattoo

Disturbed by noise signature to complain in a letter to the editor in today's NWT over the increasing number of noisy motorcycles that can sometimes be heard several miles away. Especially bad it seems at the weekend that, the letters the author believes should be for rest and relaxation.

Now maybe it's just that it is for motorcyclists. Rest and relaxation that is. I can understand that noise can be annoying, but where I live, I can at least say that the lawn mowers and trimmers that run for hours is far more disturbing than the motorcycles or cars passing. Children who are yawning and crying, dogs barking and neighbor fucking stereo also disrupts more, but it is very well before I run and complain or write in the newspaper. No, dear disturbed by noise, it should be at the public road may be enough to count on a little engine noise. Will it be too bad, you may well pick out a hearing aid groups.

Links:
• An increasing number of motorcycles is increasingly disturbing (NWT 090822)

Other blogs on: motorcycles, noise

A new propaganda article by Karin Sidenwall on New Wermlands-Tidningen/Arvika News's web site.
I sent the following reply to the article, but we'll see if it is submitted.

Are you allowed to have weapons permit if you are a member of a criminal gang? Which gang is criminal?

1. Neither the Hells Angels, Red Devils or Outbreak has been convicted of any crimes as organizations. Individual members may have been convicted of crimes, but it is quite another matter what Karin Sidenwall stubbornly trying hammered in with his hat-articles in NWT.

2. The mentioned organizations are clubs - NOT gangs. There are linguistic definitions of what a gang is. Motorcycle Clubs with statutes and elected boards do not fit this definition. To continue using the threading concept is linguistically incorrect, and only aims to get readers more negative to biker culture.

3. If the person in the article is no longer suspected of the crime that justified that his weapons were confiscated, he should fair well in the name get them back. He was suitable to hold hunting weapons before he was wrongly suspected of conspiracy to crimes he may well not be less appropriate where the allegations, written off?

4. What other than bikers think Karin Sidenwall to be unfit to possess arms? Muslims? Black? Jews?

Patrik

Links:
• Hells Angels may not know the weapons back (NWT 090820)
• Outbreak MC's website

Other blogs on: Outbreak MC, Hells Angels, Red Devils, Jaktvapen, Karin Sidenwall

Thursday was clearly better than the unfortunate Wednesday. I got to work on and did not even look at our "club Wednesday", but I had to report to the others torn down the entire ceiling.

Rebecca was off today so I was alone in the studio (yes, apart from customers, of course) and it was a pretty calm and enjoyable day. When it began to move closer to closure, I called Robin. He was in and changed the gearbox in his Sportster. I asked if he wanted to ride great bike and it was he. He had to go and pick my bike at the club and run it to Kristinehamn for me, so I can return Ã…kes car tomorrow. He came lagomt that I would turn again, and I drove him back to the club shack. I myself would return to Kristinehamn, but as soon as the clock was the game I slipped in Kalvholmen on the road.

There had been an accident on the E18 so I got stuck in traffic and missed the first leg, but tjejjen selling game programs, said that it was 3-3.

The second leg took the Cats the lead, but it was equally dangerous and in the third leg went Jeremiah Thelaus the boards. Two heats later, both Griparna the boards - one of them was this a good while before he could go on. It was noticeable that it was the finals it was very heated, lower margins and takes more chances and it was barely recognizable Griparna from last week. After the 8th leg, it was 25-22 to Solkatterna, and I had to go. A few heats later, I was told that Griparna fallen door and just below a score. Since then came the sad announcement: Solkatterna lost by 1 measly point. The final result was 47-48. Solkatten first home loss this year. Now it is inconceivable to lose even return match away next Thursday.

At the same time stole away the drums and Masarna Eagles beating Hammarby away.

Related:
• A bad day at work ... (NWT 090720)

Links:
• Solkatterna Speedway
• Griparna Speedway
• Masarna Speedway
• Valsarna Speedway
• Örnarna Speedway
• Hammarby Speedway

Other blogs on: Club Zebra, ZebraWeb, Sex Pistols, King Road Tattoo, Harley-Davidson, Deuce

Spilled milk is of little comfort or how it is now called ...

It began when the phone told me that it was time to go up. My biological clock was not quite agree with the actual era. I had difficulty focusing his eyes and was about to fall asleep in the stairs coming down from the bedroom. Some of my fatigue was enough that I sat up for hours and drawing on a large Viking motifs as a customer would have. He had been in the studio and made an appointment for a tribal, but when he arrived, he had changed his mind and wanted a huge Viking instead. The time I booked him on enough of course not, but I got the book about him. The picture he came with were also poorly printed so he could mail the original image instead.

We had a lot of scrap that we needed to get rid of the studio so I could take the bus to rob the bank job, and it was down to MC-sites completely empty of petrol. My first goal this morning was therefore the local gas station. I gave up Harley and a spare water container, which I was lashed to the handlebars. On the way down to the club I thought a bit on how big fireball that would be if I crashed with bensidunken in the front. Would there be anything left at all?

Once down at the club, I put the bike and poured gasoline in the Dodge. Then I took aim at the next gas station where I filled the tank. 120 liters! It cost a few dollars. In addition to Kristinehamn.

I'd perk up and it began to seem like a pretty good day anyway. Stress was released because we had not booked a few customers in the morning because it would be a journalist and health at the studio for a story. This proved to be a fucking trip ...

After I rolled the E18 and have come through the first roundabout model the sudden and it sounded like something scraped. I had stopped the car and jumped out to see what happened. A man stood on the sidewalk with staring eyes and gaping. "It fell down somewhat," he said Shock. I looked under the bus and probably would have done it forever. Petrol tank was on the road in the bus - it was the scraping of the road when I drove.

It could have been an even bigger fireball than the 5-liter canister it.

I called Magnus (a friend and fellow biker and Rebeccas boyfriend) to see if he knew where I could get a salvor in Kristinehamn. He offered to come and try to tow me, but I declined in view of the petrol tank. I got hold of a salvor, but he was in Karlstad and could not come until about an hour. Rebecca called and told him what happened and made up that she would come and pick me up after salvage. Since it was only to be expected.

After half an hour the police came. Since it is "Police Week" and police officers everywhere, I thought it took longer than expected. I checked so I did not have a klubbtröjja and put my necklace 1% in t-shirt (we need not provoke unnecessarily) before I jumped out to hear what they wanted. A female police officer who stopped me before - perfect. "This was not so good" she thought, and it was I did agree with. When they heard that I called and that the salvor was on the way they went again. They were polite and correct, but I was still a feeling that they were very suspicious. When they had gone I discovered that I had t-shirt nerstoppad in his pants and club with a fat belt buckle with the club logo on it. And here I thought I was incognito.

Next to stop when police were gone from Ake Ninetynine MC in a small Nissan Sunny. He also checked on the disaster and suggested that he would go home after a strap. He thought that if we played it around the petrol tank we would probably be able to hoist it up so it was free and then we were able to tow away the bus. I did not really his idea, for it must surely be more than 110 liters left in the tank so there must be enough of a garage jack to get it up. In addition, I waited on the course was taken. Then he offered me to borrow the car the rest of the week. And it grabbed me on. Incredibly nice Ake! Such friends can never have too many of.

Eventually salvaged and although he looked to the disaster. "We should probably get the idea from the tarmac before we move the car, so it does not go in the hole." He said and drew a strap around the car and without fuss hoisted up the tank in the car. Salvage cost me just over a thousand kronor and even if it was worth it, I had saved it and a couple of hours if I listened to Ake from the beginning.

Once at the studio for a cup of coffee began to feel OK again. The journalist showed up and we sat and talked about tattoos and tattoo industry. Rebecca ran a bit of a loyal customer over time, and I sat and drew finished the last of the Viking motif. Now it may just be better, I thought ...

When my "Viking customer" showed up I showed him my sketch and asked if he liked it. He looked a bit strange to me and said yes it was nice but it was the wrong image. It turned out that after he had e-mail pictures to me, he had discovered that he sent the wrong image. Then he sent another e-mail with the same image again, and only in the third attempt, he had sent the right image. All images are named, however, the same thing so I had checked the first two emails but never bothered to open the third.

Yes, yes. It was just to start drawing again. He had to go and the coffee and when he came back after an hour and a half, we could finally kick off. I had to work over two and a half hours, but we were almost finished. We will need to add more color and increase the contrast in the shadows, but we must take when he healed up.

It was a real helvetesdag, but as they say: "When the going's tough - The Tough's going!"

Links:
• Ninetynine MC Christinehamn

Other blogs on: Dodge, petrol, tattoo, Ninetynine MC