the tex beater is alive. well, kinda. tex, chris found the dirtiest crappy piece of crap cb350 motor, no not my race bike, and we got it in his frame last night and we did manage to get a burp, and some gaggin from it in the alley behind the shop at 1230. "hey, tom, is that trail of oil from the bike??? hey chris, its leaking i think. oh, yeah, maybe we should put the flywheel cover on" so, get your spatula ready bitch.
"i love the smell of pancakes in the morning, it smells like, victory."
jc
"i love the smell of pancakes in the morning, it smells like, victory."
jc