another perfectly good motorcycle ruined.......

Tuesday, 29 September 2009

smokin' aces, watch this film, it's up there with 'pulp fiction', loads of kool shit, bosting soundtrack , laugh out loud funny, gunfights, drugs, horny women ..................and alicia keys.

sportsters, like women, can't live with them, can't live without them, when mine was pissing oil out of the front-pot head gasket, all over my leg and the back tyre was as bald as a badger's arse and barse's gearbox bearings gave up the ghost you just want to throw it in a ditch, but when their sorted and running sweet, [iv'e dropped two discs out of the supertrapp and put the shorty s+s bellmouth back on], well, fight the power!

dodge racer and 'jungle pam'

last chance, yeah, it felt like it on sunday.

paul smart sport classic, really like this photo, i went to mfn sunday with gordy, stu, steve and barse, it seemed really strange, i had a touch of deja-vu about the whole afternoon, don't know if it was the approaching autumn and everything starting to close down for the long winter ahead or if it was perhaps the the fact that it's time to morph and develop again, i looked around the bikes and barring the wonderful triumph metisse there wasn't a bike i would have wanted to take home, the whole experience left me a little empty, i really could not get enthusiastic about a bunch of bikes which stu remarked on 'cost more than my fucking house', i was glad to leave it behind and get to barse's for a decent brew with like minded people.