Published on August 29th, 2019 | by Boris
Look at this thing. Just look at it. It’s not so much a motorcycle as it is an act of bestial brutality. It’s huge and it’s black and it’s come to be with me for a... Read More →
Published on August 24th, 2019 | by Al
Even the cops know there’s no money in Thursdays... Read More →
Published on August 23rd, 2019 | by Boris
Dear Poo-eegah! I have returned! The balloons have not yet fallen from the ceiling, but I’m sure that will happen even before I conquer this stupid new Silverock track. Look at it! It is rubbish.... Read More →
Published on August 22nd, 2019 | by Boris
I have been stomping around in these wonders now for almost three months. All of winter, in fact. They are the second pair of Daytona boots I have acquired. You may read of the first pair... Read More →
Published on August 16th, 2019 | by Boris
Let me make my understanding plain. I understand electric motorcycles are coming. Some are already here. Some are even being raced. I understand as far as the environment is concerned, electric motorcycles, and indeed electric vehicles,... Read More →
Published on August 15th, 2019 | by Boris
I have had this marvellous little bike in my possession for a while now. And I guess it’s possessed me some as well. And that, friends and relatives, I did not expect. We have had some... Read More →
Published on August 13th, 2019 | by Boris
I know, I know. It’s a dumb question. Personally, I have always wanted to ride South Africa. But Mike Ferris, who owns and runs World On Wheels, is smart enough to never take me there. There... Read More →
Published on August 12th, 2019 | by Boris
I am a long-standing, card-carrying lover of Harley-Davidson. I have owned and ridden its bikes hundreds of thousands of kilometres, in an outlaw club no less, since before the marque became something dentists took their wives... Read More →
Published on August 8th, 2019 | by Boris
IMAGES BY NICK ‘LIGHTNING’ EDARDS / HALF LIGHT PHOTOGRAPHIC If the Diavel was a man, he would be the kind of man who strangled bears on top of mountains. Heavy-shouldered and mighty. Filled with portent and... Read More →
Published on August 6th, 2019 | by Boris
Dear worthless putas, What was that rubbish? I fell asleep twice. Carlito had to whisper to me to wake me. The most exciting thing of the Bern race was watching stupid Uncini trying not... Read More →
