Evening, throttle-jockeys! Yesterday I spotted a fellow throttle-jockey steaming effortlessly up the hills of Rivington (near Bolton, Lancs, if anyone knows 'em). He was a middle-aged chap and he looked as if he was just on a leisurely amble along! But his bike looked like my pa's old green Raleigh from the 1950's. The only giveaway was the gentle whirring and the hub-motor in the front wheel. No sign of a battery - it was probably in the roomy old-fashioned saddlebag behind the seat! Anyone you know!?!?
:- ) Johnny
:- ) Johnny
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