Ever wondered what went on in those groups most people complained about? Ones with rips in their jeans and black leathers? Ones which mother's told their daughters to stay way from? Ones who had the aroma of smeared oil and spilled beer? Ones who shattered the peace with barking engines? Yes. Bikers.
This laugh out loud romp through the mid/late 70's gives an insight into those wild hazy days from one who was there. Gary Jones.
This is a personal account of stupidity in an alcohol fuelled journey of a lad becoming a man. Stumbling through delicate impressionable teenage years, takes him on an unusual, yet hysterical path which affects his future.
This semi autobiographical novel is a true representation of the kind of life that was led.
Oh, and of course, names have been changed to protect the stupid.
