December 9th, 2013 | by Boris
The time had come to sell my Shovelhead. After four years, obscene loads of money, 140,000km, three sex acts, one failed police chase and literally kilos of Loctite, Autosol and a vast range of different sealants, it was time for it and I to part company
December 7th, 2013 | by Boris
I’ve been to a lot of Christmas parties.It’s one of the dubious benefits of being my age. But the one I went to just the other day was, by any measure, unique. And I’m still smiling about it
December 5th, 2013 | by Boris
At some stage in your life, a madness may come upon you, and you will decide that you need to place custom paint upon your motorcycle. Well, not you, for unless you are very skilled, it will not end well, but some crazed artisan whom you will engage to do the job
December 4th, 2013 | by Guest Writer
By Shank Australians are typically an apathetic bunch. Being apathetic is defined as “not taking any interest in anything, or
December 3rd, 2013 | by Boris
The moment I laid eyes on this helmet I knew it had to be mine
December 2nd, 2013 | by Al
It was also infinitely dense, so much that it would make Soames Job look like John Stuart Mill
December 1st, 2013 | by Boris
I was fortunate enough to receive an invitation to attend the Sydney dealership's 15th anniversary celebration ride, which was to wend its way from the showroom in Fivedock on Parramatta Road to the Victoria and Albert Guesthouse in Mt Victoria. Yeah, like I really needed an excuse to for a blast up the Bells Line of Road on a Sunday
