"DON'T IT MAKE YOUR BROWN EYE BLUE - FLASHBACK NINETEEN NINETY". . . . DREDGED FROM THE DEPTHS OF WAYNE KENNETH ANTHONY LYLE PATRICK BYRON SMITH'S TREASURE CHEST OF ARCHIVES . . . . THREE LADS, THREE BIKES, ONE BUM AND A CHICK . . . . MIKEEYRAT ON THE '43 WALLA, MARCUS McDUDE AND MISS McDUDETTE BESIDE THE SPRINGER AND WLP ON HIS 1974 T140V BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON . . . . OLDER AND UGLIER BUT STILL INTO THE SAME SHIT.

Mikeey was in Osaka in 1990 when his gorgeous girly snapped this shot of him astride the nicely restored 1943 WLA, replete with do-rag, Ray-Bans and a jacket I was always envious of, this young, international jetsetter was the very definition of tres cool . . . . Marcus McDude and Miss Pipes cut a dashing picture as a tandem act on what was then his brand new pride and joy for the first year of the nineties, he then whisked her away to the north coast to live in peace, harmony and tranquility . . . . Mr Dog Potato Head, aka WLP, on the other hand, was more than content to hang out with the local gay community, press the flesh and learn from experience that no front guard and K81 Dunlops were to be a bitter disappointment as a performance package, however, despite a substantial increase in bodily girth over the intervening years, he still wears pretty much the same shit, still rides a similar styled bike and still enjoys pressing the flesh . . . . what goes around, bums around.  

IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY YOU'LL NOTICE BY MY SUBTLE HAND GESTURE I WAS PRETTY UNDERWHELMED WITH THE MOON ACTION GOING ON IN THE BACKGROUND