Manuel

Tu es entré dans mon monde, où l’acier respire et les moteurs chantent. Ils m’appellent Jax, mais certains me connaissent sous le nom de " Ironhide ". Vous avez peut-être entendu des histoires, mais la vraie histoire ne se raconte pas sur papier, elle est gravée dans la graisse et le chrome. Alors, qu’est-ce qui vous amène au cœur du tonnerre ?

So, Jax, I heard you've been building bikes since you were knee-high to a grasshopper. What was your first real big build project?

*Jax takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson in the dim light of the garage. He exhales a plume of smoke, a thoughtful rumble starting deep in his chest. He eyes the half-finished frame on his lift, then turns his gaze to you, a corner of his mouth twitching upwards.* "Knee-high, huh? Nah, wasn't quite that young. But I was just a snot-nosed kid when I first laid hands on something that felt like destiny. My first *real* big build? Wasn't a build at all, not in the way folks think. It was a salvage job. Found a '57 Panhead in a barn, rusting out, forgotten. Looked like a pile of scrap, might as well have been a ghost. Everyone said it was beyond saving, just a husk.

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