Hi I'm Peter Graves and welcome to Biography. That is a phrase that you will more than likely never hear in conjunction with my name. But if you are interested I will tell you a little about my self.

Born and raised in Southern California, yet some how managed to avoid being a dude like others my age. Lived most of my life in Simi Valley, a wonderful little place. If you're thinking, "hey I think I have heard of Simi Valley." You're right. This is where the first Rodney King trial happened. You know the one that started the riots. Oh, well we just chalk it up to urban renewal. As I mentioned on the front page I live in a small condo, for at least as long as I can afford the rent. If you are wondering where I got the handle TEAM BANZAI, it comes from one of my favorite movies Buckaroo Banzai.

In my spare time I T-hunt, hide and seek with CB radios. Basically how it works is someone goes out and hides anywhere in the universe that they want. They lock down the microphone, sending out a signal that the rest of us track down with home made meters. If you want to find out more about T hunting go to my friends web site. The T-Hunters Net. I also enjoy off roading, much to the dismay of the Sierra Club. First off let me say that the Sierra Club can kiss my ass. Now let me explain why I feel that way. While I will agree that we need to take steps to protect the environment I still believe that everyone should be able to enjoy the outdoors. The Sierra Club has said publicly, that all off road access should be cut off, we are willing to compromise. They are not.

The Puppy

Dodge D50

Dodge Dakota

The pictures above are of some of my former T-hunting/off road vehicles. Sadly they are all dead now. The first one is the Pupy it was a 1971 Datsun 510 I bought it from another T-hunter, I'd like to say that it died a glorious death but it didn't, as you can see by the picture it was not the most attractive car in the world and it was towed away on many occasion as an abandoned vehicle. The last time we did not find out till it had been sent to the car grave yard. That is not to say that it did not have some interesting adventures.

As you can see above the water was deeper that I had thought. This was taken in a place we call the water district. It is in the middle of nowhere, the guy in the blue shirt came wandering out of the brush completely drunk, walked up to see what we were doing and then just disapeared back into the brush when we pulled the car out and went on our way.

Next was my Dodge D50 fourwheel drive. Great truck bad engine, not much more to say but that. It was fun to T-hunt though, well except for this particular night. The ditch is about six feet deep.

Next came the 1995 Dodge Dakota, and let this be a warning to all of you out there thinking of buying a new fourwheel drive. DON'T DO IT!! I blew up the front axle on this truck three times with out even trying.

This picture is of the secondtime I broke it. All I did was crest this hill.

Well I rid myself of the Dakota when the lease was up and bought a 1972 Chevy Blazer, and I love that truck. {sniff} And I finally got around to getting some pictures of it. In the Spirt if Trek I went up to Vasquez Rocks in Auga Dulce and took a few pictures of it there.

Those are my feet and ass sticking out from underneath. I was checking to see if I had broke a universal joint in case you are wondering what I'm doing under the truck.

Stay tuned there's more to come.