Whilst pottering around the pits at Red Marley, I came across NUMBER 12, as if classic hillclimbing isn't mad enough, they do it on a classic harley with a suicide shift, (correct me if I'm wrong), because everyone knows you don't need both hands on the bars to get to the top!! The faint whiff of something "herbal" in the air may have explained the reasoning behind it, I'm just glad they brought it along and had a go at the hill.
Nothing the delicate application of a hammer won't straighten.
Breakfast???
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