Renagade started in the back of someone’s brain, probably after too many beers and not enough supervision.
Mat Newman kicked the whole thing off, then roped in a bunch of extraordinary degenerates who became the Renagade Gnarmy.

We’ve shredded mountains, bombed hills, gotten lost on rides, shown up to grandma’s looking like trouble, and opened doors for strangers because you don’t need to look like a hero to act like one.

Renagade’s always been about loyalty.
The crew, the ladies who keep the crew from dying, the people who support us without asking for anything back. That’s who we salute.