The folks over at Flying Tiger Motorcycles might be geniuses. These scented candles may not be the best present for Grandma (unless you’ve got a really rad Granny) but they’re pretty bitchin’. Most motorcycle fantatics, myself included, love the smell of two stroke smoke- and we all love the smell of the open road.
[ link: Flying Tiger Website ]
On Monday, I crashed my Monster at about 50mph. I suffered road rash on my hip and lots of bruising- and Pandora has flesh wounds of her own. Here’s what exactly happened, and the lowdown on the gear that saved my life.
Posted on December 28, 2013 in Motorcycles by Alicia Mariah Elfving