NJ Muffler Man: 2 Halfwits = 1 Wholewit?
Photographs from visiting two of New Jersey’s Halfwit Muffler Men. Winslow and Seaside Heights New Jersey.
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Full tank. Wandering heart.
Photographs from visiting two of New Jersey’s Halfwit Muffler Men. Winslow and Seaside Heights New Jersey.
Howdy Partner! Photographs of the Cowtown Rodeo Muffler Man in Southern New Jersey.
Photographs of the very macho Werbany’s Tire Muffler Man in Magnolia New Jersey.
Anyone that has ever seen the Sopranos opening credits will recognize this Bunyan style Muffler Man who stands underneath the Pulaski Skyway in Jersey City, NJ.
Sure New Jersey smells a little funny sometimes but don’t let that stop you from exploring it’s Americana riches. Behold the kick-ass awesomeness that is Nitro Girl.
Photo taken by Duc748 – May 2008 outside of Staunton, Virginia.The Confederate Breastworks
Boy Scout Bunyan Interestingly enough, this Bunyan Muffler Man has stood just a stones throw from my hometown for years though I’ve never had the chance to see him.
As we rode down the avenue, we saw these two amazing works of art parked at the curb. We doubled back and parked to get a closer look. Made by Ransom Bikes
Given this unseasonably cool weather we’re having, it
I thought for sure I’d find Roscoe P. Coltrane on the other side of the sign. He must’ve been chasing after those crazy Duke boys again.
Roadside sculpture made out of what appears to be insulating foam, holding a muffler.
Why in the world would anyone want to ride around the country nearly non-stop for 11 days on a motorcycle? Countless hours spent riding through blistering heat, rain, the dark of night and the tedium of solitary confinement inside of your own helmet. It sounds, great doesn
This island has so many of the parking areas near the water sewn up tight so that you have to pay, be a town resident or simply aren’t allowed to park at all. There...
Can you imagine just how boring this world would be if it weren’t for the kooks? Thank sweet baby Jebus for those offbeat weirdos who build junk towers, drive furry cars, decorate the lawns of their million dollar properties with dinosaurs.
This fella on the awesome Ducati 750 GT was kind enough to stop and let me grab a shot of him on it, on Sunday morning at the OBI:
This evening after reading about it on a forum I took a ride out to the town of Oyster Bay to check out the car cruise night that they hold. I knew a bunch of folks from a forum I lurk on would be floating around and I thought if I ran in to them, great, it would be nice to meet some new riders. But, I left the house completely expecting to not be able to coordinate meeting strangers in a crowd, which is exactly what happened.
The pimped out megaphone helmet. Yes, that right, that’s what I said. Have there ever been three words that belonged together more?
‘Sure. What is it?’ he said.