Johnny T startin the tail:
Butche's cruizin all day ninty to nothin and the RoadKing is steady as
a rock.
We get back to Butche's casa, Tona goes inside and out come's her
trainer bike. 23 beers and 23mph later El Butche's dodgin dalmations
with his head on the handy bars and boots about 8ft in the air. The
stop, drop, and rolls all looked pretty good. I think it was that
final flip and flap that realy put the hurt on.
Lucky for Tona that chinky chrome's like tinfoil and bends right back into position.
El Butche's details:
i was in the field racin dogs...
my dogs on tona's lil honda250 trainer bike.
one dog can go 27 mph.
on can go 29mph.
29 tries to tackle 27 and i clipped 'em at 30.
now picture evel knevil jumpin at ceasars palace.
got about 3 to 5 flips ( i remebered the tuck and roll
thing) landed on ribs HARD. stood up and fell right
back down...
johnny t and roger runnin down the field with beers
yellin he's gonna need it he's gonna need it...
now.. i cant move or breath
and everyone's a comedian today.
all pain
butche