An Indian and a Guy Named Nikie Hovie

Growing up on a farm ,I didn't really get into the ball andSome one had painted it White with household interior
stick games the kids in town played ;other than footballpaint and it really looked bad but It was an Indian
and track the only sports I really cared about involvedMotorcycle. I pulled out the spark plugs and filled the
the internal combustion engine .When other kids mycylinders with diesel fuel and let it set. In a couple of
age were reading Inside Baseball I was devouring Hotdays I put it in gear and with the sparkplugs still out I
Rod, Motor Trend, and Motors manuals, Learning whatrocked it backward and the engine broke loose. Now I
makes cars and motorcycles run. One of my friendscould use the kick starter and I checked to se if I could
grandpa restored old cars as a hobby ;and noticed myget spark and I could so I had new spark plugs and put
interest so one afternoon he pulled an old buck rake(them in and with fresh gas I tried and tried but could
Abuckrake was a model A Ford that they had takenonly get it to pop.
the body off of ,and made it into kind of a tractor)intoThe next Saturday Nickie came over to see how I
my parents driveway and said if it was alright withwas coming and I jumped on the kick starter and It
them he would just give it to me to tinker with since itpopped and Nickie got all excited ."lets pull it with my
had just been sitting out in a pasture for years andcar" he said So I proceeded to get a rope, tied my end
didn't run he thought it would give me some goodto the bumper hitch of Nickies Chevelle and handed
experience. Well when my friends parents came overthe other end to Nickie.Well we got all straight so that I
to pick them up that evening they found us out in thecould pull him straight down the street and we were
pasture sitting on buckets on that ole buck rake justready .----These old Indians were a lot like the old
flying back and forth across the pasture. I had got itHarley 74 In that they had what people called a suicide
running and we were just trying it out. Needless to sayclutch as the clutch was down at your foot and the
Gramps came over the next morning and the buckshifter was next to the tank But on the opposite side
rake was gone. So that's how things got started, I hadthan that of a Harley for some unknown reason.
the reputation that I could get anything running And so---So I eased out on the clutch of the Chevelle,the rope
enters Nicky Hovie;became taunt, and down the street we went. As we
Nickie hovie had a real nice sixty three chevellegained speed Nickie stomped on the clutch on the ole
convertible Yellow,Black interior 327 4 spd ,nice carIndian and I heard bap---bap-bap-varoom as Nickie
.Well he drove in and said he was given an oldroared past with a huge smile on his face. Un be
motorcycle and the motor was froze up andknown to me Nickie had foolishly tied the rope onto the
wondered if I thought I might want to try to get ithandlebars of the motorcycle. As you can guess
running for him. I said sure thing ,so the next day hewhen Nickie came to the end of his rope things
brought it over and we put it in my parents garage.progressively got worse.