Before we lost Jimi two years ago to a heart attack, I spent a lot of time at his shop. He sold used bikes, mainly HDs, and worked on American made bikes, hence the business name: American Iron. Interestingly, it also went by Blackland Choppers; I never figured that one out ( two names). Nothing better than rolling in on a Friday lunch and seeing them with the grill going, cooking up some burgers or some other meat for lunch. They always invited to me stick around for some grub, but seems like every single time, I'd just had lunch or .. was headed somewhere else. I kept telling myself I needed to stop by 'unexpectedly' for one of them lunches with them, but never did. Whether it be lunch or afternoon, especially on Fridays, Jimi would always give me the 'look' and ask me if I wanted a cold one. For 4 quarters in the old coke machine, an ice cold bud would pop out. If it was after 4 or on a Saturday ... Jimi usually had one he was working on beh...