Well as we all knew Saturday night a bunch of poofs where running about after a football claiming to be worth millions of pounds and needing magic water to fix a broken leg with the end result being one poxy goal (insert sarcastic clap)
So me and the boys got the bikes out and buggered off out to find the only pub that didn't have it on TV, roads where dead and it was bliss! couple of drag races to which my mate Doc won as he has a Stock Triumph speed master with me a close but loud second.
Here are the bikes,
Kawasaki 750 kicker with ridgid frame, not bad for 35 years old
Betty and the speed master
Betty
And the local Asshole