TAKEN FROM THE "GIRLS BIKES RULE" FILES . . . . STANCE, STYLE AND CLASS . . . . I'D LIKELY KILL FOR THIS THING . . . . WELL, AT LEAST YELL QUITE LOUDLY AND STAMP MY LITTLE FEET.
Take a decent look at this bloody Banzai 'Bombshell' and tell me about the girly bits, the shit you'd change, stuff you'd like to put on . . . . yep, thought so, not one single thing, this thing is stone cold perfect, every compact, coiled-ready-to-pounce inch of it, from the ultra sticky rubber to the thumb in a bum seat position, the dude who put this projectile together has his shit wired tight as a piccolo snare drum . . . . Jerry Branch come-fuck-me heads, titty pipes, picks big enough to pull up a B double, no bullshit, function only rear shocks and likely the same race ready front end, the carburetion thirsty enough to drain the tank within two city blocks and fuck knows what internals . . . . built for one thing and one thing only, wick the bastard up and get on it . . . . this boys and girls, is a fucking motorcycle.
THANKS TO MR WRIGHT AT COC FOR THE REVELATION AND ENLIGHTENMENT
that is an awesome machine!!
ReplyDeleteIndeedly Pat, not into ripping others blogs but couldn't get it out of mind from when Jeff put it up, it's perfect I reckon.
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