Well you've certainly got no excuse for not finding the tag though Steve. Have you been sleeping all day!Originally Posted by Scuba_Steve
na the suns in the wrong position & the clouds the wrong shape
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Well you've certainly got no excuse for not finding the tag though Steve. Have you been sleeping all day!na the suns in the wrong position & the clouds the wrong shape
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
black cat
I'd love one of those RHS side stands and backwards tank badges, where do you get those?OKay, I rode out there again
Is this better?
Nice job though btw, you must have too much time on yer hands today!
God's Evil Twin
Na some of us have to work
Or more accurate I'm fucking useless at picking places... Ah well, it's the trying that counts right???
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Would you believe it took about 2 minutes Iain?
In a previous life I was one of the countries top retouchers.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
black cat
A very nice job then for 2 minutes work.
Might need a clue with the new one though, haven't quite got the time to check out every loading bay door in Wellington. Even in Google.
Forum whore
well done Mr Riffer welcome to the game....congrats on your first tag,may it be the first of many.This tag got me last time too,i should know it,although i dont go over there often i have been past it a few times,the cemetery always eludes my thought processes.
Forum whore
I'm going to need a clue for this one too
I'm not saying let's go kill all the stupid people...I'm just saying let's remove all the warning labels and let the problem sort itself out.
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Okay. It's stuck between a building depot and a railway station.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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Just in case, here's another clue.
Only use this one if you're really stuck okay?
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Watchful Old Bird
StoneY should recognise this one, although the graffiti may have changed since he was there last.
Should have said Not a tag --- yet ;-)
Last edited by Bald Eagle; 28th February 2012 at 10:56. Reason: Not a tag
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Where's the bike?
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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You're a sneak Paul!
Google Street View doesn't count.
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
Watchful Old Bird
no but this does behind your work
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Last edited by Bald Eagle; 28th February 2012 at 16:58. Reason: Address added
Watchful Old Bird
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I know that one!
Better get up early and grab that one on the way to work...
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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