The devil’s in the decals - Kenosha News.com
For him, the skullified Tiburon is less about the macabre than whether the toothy grins appear embroidered with flames and in some cases ripping through the steel body from the inside out, or, as with the main hood decal in the visage of the Grim Reaper, not hooded and bearing a sickle in his bony fingers but ensconced in court jester garb and rolling the dice, as if to jeer, “Feel lucky, punk? Well, do ya?”
(We’ll get back to that last image later.)
Zimmerman moved here in 1968 after being born and raised in Pennsylvania, where he spent part of his life growing up on the farm of a foster family. A metal fabricator for an Illinois company, he does pretty much whatever the shop pays him to do. The father of four adult children, he reached a point when he wanted to do something just for himself after his wife, Christy, died in 1998. He says he was inspired in part by something his late foster sister, Stacy Byrd, told him before succumbing to terminal cancer in spring 2005.
