STILL THINK WE’RE ALL ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY OF
RAINBOW-COLOURED BROTHERS? THINK AGAIN...
LONG-DISTANCE IRON-BUTTERS
Not one of these droners is right in the head.
Dark demons possess the souls of riders who
seek to ride 1200 kilometres in 12 hours.
Or 2400 kilometres in 24 hours. Or 76,900
kilometres in 36 hours. Well, it’s either
demons or some kind of OCD cerebral
damage that encourages these people to
wallow in the hubris of long-distance riding...
for the sake of long-distance riding. It’s not
like they actually have a destination.
They just bang out the miles and might as
well be riding in circles. They speak in nods
and grunts and walk like penguins, smelling
faintly of urine.
THEY CAN BE FOUND
Koorawatha, Emerald, Kalgoorlie, Mt
Augustus, Ivanhoe, Mataranka, Yungaburra,
as well as isolated roadhouses and freeway
overpasses where they have been known to
lose consciousness while sitting on their bikes.
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