You Ever Get That Feeling You’re Being Followed?

Happens to me all the time. For example this very thing happened to me on our way back from Lincoln, with Jake at the helm, pictured here drumming away to some tune he insisted on playing as loudly as possible.

So what was following us? Try 410,000 motor bikes! Okay, that was just an estimate, the queue actually went back further than we could see. Yes, I say queue, because I can imagine most of these ‘bad ass mofos’ were angry at being held up by our little old Rover 100…

And just for those of you too lazy to click, here’s a crop of what we could see… and remember most of these bikes were bigger than our car. That’s some scary shit right there.

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