outside of the gates, the trucks were unloadin,
the weather was hot, a-nearly 90 degrees
the man standin' next to me, his head was explodin'
well, i was prayin' the pieces wouldn't fall on me
yea, and the locusts sang off in the distance,
yea, the locusts sang such a sweet melody
oh, the locusts sang off in the distance
and the locusts sang, and they we're singing for me.
-day of the locusts, Bob Dylan
nice job Kurpius. that things is rad.
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I got to see this thing in person this weekend. Pictures will never do that bike justice.
Thanks Man! She's still in the works but I got tired of look'n at her not moving.... I'm disappointed I can't make the run next week. My brother is getting married. I always miss the shit that is the closest. We'll catch up soon.
yep that bike is tree shades of rad and so was the one in front of it (shhh i liked Kurpius's better)
yea, but that warren dude is a real a-hole hahahah!
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