E.J. Potter's Bloody Mary To Dodge Tomahawk: Eat It!

E.J. Potter was known as "The Michigan Madman" for a good reason, he liked putting engines in places they had no business being. Case in point — this Chevy 350 in a very tiny motorcycle.

E.J. Potter's Bloody Mary To Dodge Tomahawk: Eat It!

E.J. Potter's Bloody Mary To Dodge Tomahawk: Eat It!

E.J. Potter's Bloody Mary To Dodge Tomahawk: Eat It!

E.J. Potter's Bloody Mary To Dodge Tomahawk: Eat It!

E.J. Potter's Bloody Mary To Dodge Tomahawk: Eat It!

E.J. Potter's Bloody Mary To Dodge Tomahawk: Eat It!


Just bask in the majesty of this lunatic machine. It doesn't even have a geared transmission, it has the crankshaft running a manure spreader sprocket tied to a combine sprocket driving a reduction gear to the rear dive chain. You sit on the fender, flip the toggle switch fire this baby up and hope the ironic Whizzer sourced fuel tank doesn't run out of juice before you're run is over. This is batshit insane on a level rarely seen these days. Just look at that twitchy castor angle on the front wheel, Michigan Madman indeed.