Published on April 14th, 2014 | by Boris
I do not do this invalid shit well. I try and I try, but I just cannot come to terms with my utter fucken uselessness at the moment. My scarred left arm feels like it belongs... Read More →
Published on April 14th, 2014 | by Al
Yeah, you. Turkey... Read More →
Published on April 11th, 2014 | by Boris
My only memory of what happened after I’d been wheeled through a kilometre of corridors to Westmead’s surgery wing was a brief intercourse with two anaesthetists. Most of which occurred between the two of them, and... Read More →
Published on April 7th, 2014 | by Al
It was a weekend of Art and Beauty, and the Suzuki Boulevard M109R Black Edition... Read More →
Published on April 3rd, 2014 | by Boris
Following a beaut motorcycle accident, Borrie recounts his time in hospital in excruciating detail. This is Part Two of The Price... Read More →
Published on March 31st, 2014 | by Al
It was double demerits on the Australia Day long weekend, but Bly and I rode the Bylong Valley Way with insane yet immaculate precision... Read More →
Published on March 27th, 2014 | by Boris
I grabbed the handlebars with both hands, bent my knees and started to heave the slowly haemorrhaging beast upright, but my left hand refused to co-operate. I could move my fingers, but they felt tingly and weak. I must have banged it hard... Read More →
Published on March 24th, 2014 | by Al
“Electricians, eh?” I said, and shook my head... Read More →
Published on March 17th, 2014 | by Al
I bought my Honda VFR800 second hand, and it came with a top box, and a Givi Wingrack. Hard luggage rocks. You can lock it, and it keeps your stuff dry. I bought some side bags... Read More →
Published on March 10th, 2014 | by Al
I took the KLR650, because I was feeling perverse... Read More →
