THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

And so the Motorcycle Boy’s greatness was not quite lost – he should have been a knight somewhere, or a pagan prince in a time of heroes, but since he lived on the wrong side of the river in the wrong century, he was merely a neighborhood novelty; the Robin Hood, the Jesse James, the Pied Piper to a handful of blue-jeaned juvenile delinquents who loved him and followed him and admired him for all the wrong reasons.

Hinton/Rumble, 1968