Close encounter of the turd kind

That is NOT a comment on this crackin' little sporty, by the way, but a terrible play on words I should have resisted. That surely is Devil's Tower, Wyoming, no?

Short shocks, binned fenders and lane-splitter bars make this yet another nifty backyard build- looks like a late-model 1200, so easy to live with too.

I used to write a blog which kinda turned into a sportster fest, but they'll always be one of my favourite motorcycles, as I like things which leave enuff bread in my pocket to buy beer and other important supplies (and feed the kids, I guess, if I really must).