I went to Indian Head in ‘85. By the way, if that’s a Strider in that case that’s just wrong. About like locking a race horse in a stall and not letting him run. That knife should be out in the wild beating the piss out of stuff! BTW, I was at Blade show last weekend, and Strider‘s stuff was sold out at 9am on Sat morning. Walked down that isle again a few hours later and some young pup was giving them a bunch of lip about it. The guy behind the counter pointed his finger in the kids face and shouted, “FUCK YOU!” I figured we were getting ready to see an edumacation, but the kid turned around and walked off. Maybe he was smarter than I gave him credit for.