Published on April 2nd, 2015 | by Boris
Couldn’t sleep. Ragnar Lothbrok’s bestest buddy, Athelstane the God-botherer, had been killed by Floki, and it was most upsetting. In the garage, Redemption waited. Redemption has always waited in my various garages. It’s a good place... Read More →
Published on April 1st, 2015 | by Boris
Peakier than a greyhound looking at live rabbits. Not sure if I am the rabbit and the R1 is the greyhound. It’s raining. There is fog. The traffic is thicker than most of the people on... Read More →
Published on April 1st, 2015 | by Ben Akhurst
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Published on March 31st, 2015 | by Boris
Take off your pants. Behold one of only 250 of these magnificent creatures. There is no need to say anymore. If you have to ask how much it is, you don’t want one bad enough. Tamburini.... Read More →
Published on March 30th, 2015 | by Boris
No-one would have predicted that. Except me. I predicted it. Hell, I sacrificed entire Hungarian villages of screaming peasants to make it happen. It was meant to be a Ducati versus Honda race. Crazy Joe and... Read More →
Published on March 27th, 2015 | by Ghost Writer
So by now at least 52,000 (give or take a few hundred) of you have watched Borrie stealing food at the salubrious International Launch of Yamaha’s spanking new R1 on the YouTubes. Not all of us... Read More →
Published on March 27th, 2015 | by Al
VFR800s generate an amazing amount of affection. I’m not sure why. Unless all those owners are like me, in which case I know exactly why... Read More →
Published on March 25th, 2015 | by Ben Akhurst
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Published on March 24th, 2015 | by Boris
Turning off the Hume Highway at Gundagai is like being cured of cancer. It’s an ecstasy of almost overwhelming proportions. If I had not been in the company of men, I might have stopped and touched... Read More →
Published on March 22nd, 2015 | by Boris
Apart from the Island Classic, this has got to be one of the best motorcycle race meetings in Australia. Crusty old bastards, wild-eyed young bastards and every brand of race-addicted bastard in between those two extremes... Read More →
