Sam was the kid who grew up down the road from you who was never, ever, allowed to sit on a motorcycle. It was an image thing, not a safety thing, so motorcycle and tattoos were forbidden. So he’d hide issues of Cycle World under his mattress for late night perusing. Taking off to college in the late 80’s, he had secured both a motorcycle and a tattoo by the end of his first day on campus. That’s where it started, and he’s currently on motorcycle number 58.