If there were any more bugs in the air I think I would have gotten knocked off of my bike. It was like riding through rain, except every raindrop was a bug meeting it's grizzly demise in rapid deceleration against my body.
Weld, grind, hammer, bend, file, sand, chop, assemble, build, break, fabricate. The product of a lifelong love of motorcycles and building things.
Thursday, July 31, 2014
The Oregon Bro Trip 2014 Commences Shortly!
Got the "touring model" Buell ready to roll. Looking like some kind of retarded insect. No saddle bags, no problem.
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