You don't ask for permission when the water's calling. The Outlaw Tank rides that same frequency—loud, fast, and full throttle. Big eagle wings, spinnerbait fangs, and that vintage grit like it came straight off a gas station tee wall on Highway 77.
It's made for salt-stained early mornings, gas station coffees, and sticking your limit before noon. Lightweight, breathable, and cut to move—whether you're casting off the flats or cracking cold ones in the back of a skiff. Built to wear the hell out of.
