Custom Plates

Necessity drives some of the best inventions. Here's a race plate from a Melamine tray.
I'd love to have one, but my mum would kill me! 

PS: If you can guess where this pic came from, a free set of stickers are up for grabs.

Crash and burn

This is no Valentino Rossi post and this is definitely no MotoGP. It's real racing, real men and real roads. It's Guy Martin coming over Ballagarie, or Balla-airy, or Balla-scary as he calls it, at the Isle of Man. Senior TT: Hot Lap: 170mph or 272 kph

Martin comes over, he looks like a plane.

He loses the front end and goes up in flames

There's fire everywhere, even the bales are alight.

The man was on a hot lap, he's now on the medic flight.

Here now lie the mangled remains.

They ain't never going to put that rear wheel together again.

Now that's Guy in his Sideburn tee, telling us all that he's ready to go out and conquer Creg-Ny

Guy Martin's the real deal. A ballsy road racer who knows how to push the limits and does it without hesitation. He suffered scuffs, bruises, a punctured lung and  broken ribs. He was on his second lap in the Senior TT with the first being his fastest ever: 131.108mph. He'll be back racing at the Isle of Man in a couple of weeks. Says he's ' not sure how you can find the will to live watching day time telly, so whether it kills me or not im off back to work.' 

Respect! BIG RESPECT!

Pics via Hell For Leather

What did you have for dinner tonight?

It was a collective effort when Avais had it hooked...

...on fresh water bait, little fishing rod and probably a 1lb line

Hinely cut, cleaned and cooked this 18-inch catch  in one of his fine fried southern recipes...

And me? I just ate. After i reeled her in to shore.

These guys did a Harold and Kumar...

...And it lasted one bite.
PS: Note the folded jeans and flip-flops

Identities remain undisclosed for legal and social purposes

Empire State of Mind

Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
There's nothing you can’t do,
 Now you're in New York!!!
These streets will make you feel brand new, 
the lights will inspire you,
Let's hear it for New York.

One hand in the air for the big city,

Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
no place in the World that can compare

Boom Box

Being part of the local life in a new city is just such a great feeling. Especially being part of the vibe at this diverse drum circle in DC. This circle comes second in terms of raw energy after the sounds of a few hundred drum, chairs trees and the earth being pounded around a burning bush on a cold night on the banks of the Indus. 

New York says the cap, I put my money on Cuba

This big guy's bass kept the circle going when the rain came it.
'Beat on it hard enough and it will go away' he said.

Entertainment for some, passing down the tradition for others

They say drums can talk. I say this picture speaks a thousand beats