Last Call – Before The Devil Knows you're Dead Edition

Some custom bikes aspire to look evil, but this Norton hardtail makes most other bikes look angelic in comparison. Dig the inverse ring disc brakes.
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  1. Gnauty Avatar

    Oh. My. Gawd. That looks painful to ride, but only because I've got a sternum…

  2. CptSevere Avatar

    Ride this beast fifty miles and you wouldn't be able to feel your ass for a week. Hey, I just looked at the link where Graverobber found this picture. If you want to see endless shots of riced out everything with negative camber (seems to be the trendy thing), go over and have a look. Ridiculous.

    1. acarr260 Avatar

      Is that some sort of dare? It doesn't seem like my kind of thing…

  3. Kvhnik Avatar

    Actually, what I like about this one is the leaf-spring springer fork.

  4. Luntburger Avatar

    Totally off topic: I have beard envy.

  5. muthalovin Avatar

    The inspiration for this bike: Greyhounds.

  6. dculberson Avatar

    Speaking of Satan's Chopper, I helped Satan fix his bike. I kept hearing a Harley fire up and die, so I went out to investigate. There was a guy on an obviously hand built bike out front, on the super busy road that my house was on. I asked him if he needed tools and a place to work, and we pushed it over into my driveway. He said he was sure he knew what happened, and that something was in or on the fuel shutoff in the tank. We removed his shutoff and sure enough, there was a small piece of plastic wrapped around it. He said "see, someone's been fucking with me!" Put it back together and it ran just great.
    The odd thing is, though, that while working on the bike I was talking with him. He said his name was Satan – or at least that's what most people called him. He worked at a bike shop, called Eureka's, and the location he described was down near where I used to have a small storage place rented. I was having trouble with my bike that I just couldn't figure out, and so I asked if they would be willing to work on a Yamaha. Sure enough, he said. I went down there a few days later, and there was no bike shop to be found. I asked around and nobody had even heard of it, even people that lived in the area. A Harley shop is not the kind of place that is easily hidden, what with their penchant for removing mufflers.
    I can't figure out if I've damned myself for helping Satan with his bike, or if I've protected myself by doing so. I can only hope that when a demon comes for me, Satan turns him aside. But with Satan being Satan, I can't imagine that happening. (Scorpion and the frog and all that.)

    1. Tim Odell Avatar
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    2. njhoon Avatar

      That is a crazy/creepy story. But what I really want to know is who has the Iron Balls big enough to fuck with Satan and his chopper?

  7. dculberson Avatar

    Or spark plugs! Or brakes? Still, looks awesome. It would have almost as many miles on it at the end of the year as your average Harley.