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| “Dirt That Moves MC” circa 197? from “Living The Life”, biker photography book |
The name of my old club “Dirt That Moves MC” was earned honestly by two of the founding members. After spending a month on the road with little more than the clothes on their back, and sleeping where ever they fell down, they pulled into a Harley dealership. It was raining buckets and they were looking for some shelter and free hot coffee. As they walked across the show room floor dripping puddles of muddy water behind, someone behind the counter said “here comes dirt that moves”. With that a club was born. We wore the name proudly, and fought to keep its honor. We were an unorganized band of tightly bonded brothers, and damn proud of it.
Long May You Ride,
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