Sixteen years, two cities, one cut. This is how a handful of riders in Liberty City became the club on this wall.
It was 1964 when eight US Marines met in Hanoi. They bonded over a love of horsepower, motorcycles and sixin' Charlie. When the napalm ran out and it was time to haul ass out of the jungle, one of them had the bright idea of starting a motorcycle club. Thinking about all the brothers they'd sent home in bags, they called it The Lost.
Over the years The Lost MC has faced betrayal, loss and the law. It has persevered — and purged its ranks of weekend warriors and checkbookers. What's left is a tight-knit group willing to die for the club.
In 2015 the Liberty City club received the news that Vice President Johnny Klebitz had been murdered. Arriving in Los Santos for the funeral, they found the local club gutted by its own members' addictions and overrun by rivals. Five originals made a pact: rebuild in Johnny's honor, and declare war on everyone who'd let it rot.
After a bloody conflict the old guard was wiped out or forced to give up. A new President was handed the task of rebuilding from the ground up. The story of The Lost MC continues.
A handful of riders in Liberty City. No clubhouse, no rules yet — just the name.
Footage from the first TLMC missions. The club learns to ride in formation and shoot straight.
The first real clubhouse night and the first time the room was full.
Running the campaign as a club. Church becomes a weekly thing.
The old city before the move.
The pact. Five originals cross the country to rebuild in Johnny's name.
Colors up. For Johnny, and for everyone who didn't make the trip.
The table fills.
The pack, out on the road together.
The war is over. The county is ours.
The club votes, and stands by the vote.
Shooting weekend. A tradition is born.
