This was how Tom took us to breakfast in town. In an old beat up van with doors that would not close. The fact that the man was a god in our world certainly did not mean he had a lot of money. On the contrary. Him, clubbrother Moose and his later wife Jennie had so little money on them that they gassed up twice because they could not scrape up more then five dollars to fill the tank. We loved to be part of the real world. Felt fucking proud to be led around by these biker legends!