Dunno if I put this here before, or where I got the pic. Some bludy web place or some thing. Cheers.
toyed with intake and exhaust tracts.
With his regular rider Nick Nicholaides aboard, Buds unlikely little firebreather has won main events at Carroll Speedwat Tulare, Culver City, Lincoln Park and Riverside, waxing Indians, Harleys and BSA's. Bud deary loves sticking it to the factory bikes. When Triumph names a model the Grand Prix, Bud christens his AJS the "Grand Pile" in a lighthearted protest of pretentiousness.
Track announcers love it: "And heeerrre comes Nick Nicholaides on the Graaannddd Piiiille!"
Nicholaides is on a racing tour of Europe. So Friday night, instead of loading his own stripped down AJS into the '29 Dodge pickup, Jack will take a dream ride on the "Grand Pile"
As the first heat race ponies up, Bud, who always pounds on people for emphasis, punches Jack on the arm and hollers, "Don't fall down and don't break anything!"
After placing second in his heat, the young man wins the feature and a lot more: A lifetime of memories. It will be Jack's sole night of racing victory. Henceforth his daytime career and family take center stage.
The little AJ becomes Jacks dream machine of memory. Sal Colura campaigns an updated version of the machine around California into the late '50s, by which time it is hopelessly obsolete and fades from the scene.
It's 1989. Jack Hurst is 60 and he still remembers vividly his moment of glory.
Picking through Bud Ekins' famed motorcycle boneyard, he discovers a rigid AJS frame, two engines and assorted odd parts. A new "Grand Pile" project, which will remain a faithfull to the original as possible, is born.
In addition to parts and priceless information from Ekins, Bud White's son, Ron, provides the original gas tank and digs up a set of "Bud White Master Cams." John Schaefer, Bud's stepson, does the porting, valves and seats, and gives generously from his wealth of information.
By September 1993, nearly half a century after the original, the new "Grand Pile" is revved up and rarin' to go. And Hurst has found the perfect venue for it - the American Historic Racing Motorcycle Association (AHRMA) vintage flat-track in Steamboat Springs, Colorado.
This time the riding duties go to Art Carter. The competition is tough, including more recent Matchless, Triumph and BSA machines, but in the Dinosaur class, the AJS wins easily. Art starts poorly in the Classic Vintge race, but still wins. Then, despite a practice crash, he takes the TT Classic victory as well.
Three races and three wins for the "Grand Pile II." Old Bud White and the boys would have been proud."