I was standing on a corner of Winslow Arizona, when such a fine sight to see. There's a girl my lord in a flat bed Ford slowing down to take a look at me.

This weekend , apart from swearing at the rugby and watching a film about a bloke stuck on Mars, growing potatos in shit, I spent a happy few hours in the shed creating a fucking masterpiece. 

1st job was welding some brackets onto my GINORMOUSE sissy bar ( which look way better than my photography skills display) 

Then I covered my seat base in camping sleeping matts . Ready for some more skilled folk to dress it properly in the finest Otters pockets edged with the rearest ocelots gussets. 

Then when I was in the village the other day I spotted this killer bike. 

I could tell you who ownes it but I won't .