So from an angry lawman's mouth, the Outlaw Motorcyclists were born.
When I was old enough to ride a motorcycle and got my license, I bought a '69 Sportster.
I'm in California a lot; I go overseas sometimes and I meet more Hells Angels than other Angels do.
Let me tell you something: I have members in my charter who, after paying their rent and house bills and taking care of their families, don't even have enough money left over to pay the fifteen dollars a week dues.
If the challenge to fight was there, I always took it.
You get to know them, they get to know you and see if they like you. Then they'll vote on you to become a prospect. You have to be sponsored by a Hells Angel.