The first time I could remember seeing a guy on a Harley was on the New Jersey Turnpike at around the age of 9 or 10. It was raining really hard and this dude was going about 70mph. He looked so cool just not giving a fuck about the rain or the danger around him. I have always been fascinated with bike culture, but in the last week I found some black biker gang photography that I fell in love with. The stereotype is some crazy white dudes in the Hell’s Angels, but these photos show the great black biker clubs of the 60′s.
“When you talk of the Outlaw Bikers you automatically think of ‘Them Crazy White Boys’ doing what a lot of folk wish they could do. Live Life Like You Want & F*ck You And Your Rules. Well Guess What? There was some crazy Black bikers who felt the fame way, and didn’t give a F*ck. Thus was born the Black Outlaw Bikers ! ” by theselvedgeyard
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