From Twisted Biker Werks, Big Island, Hawaii
This all began 38 years ago on the Big Island of Hawaii. Chris Calicdan’s dad, a phone company lineman, rode a raked-out Panhead at the time. Chris, at 2-years-old, stumbled into the garage as his father’s engineer boot kicked the starter lever and that rigid, with upsweeps, fired to life. It was the first time Chris shit his pants and meant it. The sparkling chrome locomotive on two wheels was reminiscent of a land mind going off in front of a lizard on a nearby rock. His life would never be the same.