My Uncle worked for Iverson Cycle in the seventies and he gave this Dragstripper to me as a Christmas present around 1975. I loved the bike, I rode it every where. A couple of years ago I was visiting my parents and my father tells me that there is an old bike of yours in the basement. It was my Dragstripper! It was still in great shape;
after some elbow grease and some TLC, this is it today.