Ol' Helmet just finished buttoning up the powerplant for that "Boneshaker" bike we showed you a few posts ago. It will be topped with that Linkert carb in the foreground.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, yes, we found Helmet. Aimlessly wandering the streets of East St. Louis. He was mumbleing something about moonshine, strippers, and little blue boner pills. We've got him locked up again in the back room. Told him, no more pole dancers until he rebuilds 5 more panheads that are layin' around. The bars on the windows around here ain't for keeping people out... they're for keeping Helmet in.
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