The Last Pursang

For the men who rode them — and the ones who still remember.Northern Minnesota, 1973.Wade Cross has spent eleven years racing AMA District 23 on a Bultaco.He wins the old way.Not with factory backing. Not with the fastest machine on the line. With knowledge. With repetition. With a mechanic who hears what other men miss. With a wife who sees the cost before he admits it. With a machine he knows through his hands.But the sport is changing.A twenty-one-year-old rider named Bryan Cole arrives on a factory Yamaha YZ250 — faster, sharper, backed by a program built for the future of motocross. The new machines are lighter. The parts arrive on time. The factories are coming with money, engineering, and white plastic.Wade knows what that means.He knows this is the last season the Pursang can win.He races anyway.Set across one imagined District 23 season — from spring mud to late-summer dust — The Last Pursang follows a year of racing through Minnesota and Wisconsin: county fair tracks, pine woods, small-town race lots, shop nights, parts counters, wives at the fence, mechanics under work lights, and men trying to hold onto the thing that made them feel alive.It is a novel about racing, marriage, machinery, memory, and the end of an era.About the difference between riding a machine and knowing one.About what a man builds over eleven years of doing one thing completely — and what it costs when the season finally ends.For anyone who has ever loved a machine, a track, a season, or a life that could not last forever. Read more