Welp . . .
· 12 October 2007 ·

. . . I made light of one of my more heady boasts. What¨, say you? ¨No. . . he couldn´t have.¨

That´s right. Driver and Live sucked it up, smacked the clams down, Beaned it up a notch—and landed some motorcycles : Oh-seven (brand new!) Chinese knock-offs , top speed fiftyish, at $660 a pop.

Tomorrow, we baby ém around town.

One week, we get plates—the most badass souveneir—along with proper papers.

After that, we light up for Argentina. Then Brasilia. Can´t put a price on setting your own agenda, right?

Written by Izak Elvrum

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