Ditto. The guy was larger than life and had a one of a kind personality. Like Dean, my brothers and I used to build ramps and jump our Stingray bikes over stuff...constantly running around with scraped up knees and elbows.
I always wanted to see him Evil jump. Closest I got was seeing Super Joe Einhorn jump 12 cars at the Cow Palace in SF in 1972. He missed the landing ramp by 20 feet and crashed into a wall...pretty nasty.
