Saw this yesterday...nearly ran off the road laughing.
Four guys riding Hardleys came past (me in the cage on way to collect herself and go norf). No. 1 in line was a monster of a thing - one of the real big mothers.
In the end of his zorst pipes, he had these little doovers that spun round and round in the gas flow...I wondered just how old the rider was...ten maybe? Kinda like as a kid, sticking a topsy stick into the spokes with a rubber band to make "motorbike noises"...
Oh, and yes, I followed them round a ninety degree leftie. I reckon I could push my bike round there faster than they could ride those tractors...so little ground clearance.
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