my bitch hog
Okay, so I found this 1973 Sears muscle bike on the second floor of my grandmother's bicycle shop. After I got it home, I spent Friday getting it rolling and shining. With some new tires, tubes, steel wool, WD40, a new kingpin for the handlebars, and a bad ass banana seat and sissy bar donated by my friend Richard (who got me into this shit), the bitch hog was cruising.


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