Some sneaky prick on one of those Motard looking bikes blasted off at the light down Coolangatta way last weekend , we were both in separate lane split positions , didnt even know he was there but it was obvious he thought we were having a race....
Nobody ever wants to race with me. Maybe it is that quiet, confident look that deters them from wanting to try. Then again, it could be the 140 CUBIC INCHES emblem on the oil tank.
Nobody ever wants to race with me. Maybe it is that quiet, confident look that deters them from wanting to try. Then again, it could be the 140 CUBIC INCHES emblem on the oil tank.