DubMissile™

I love scrappers. Having a rummage through shit to find dirty gold is some serious good times. Thing is, round our way the scrappers are run by oddballs and nutjobs so you sometimes find hit that makes you think for a minute...then leave. Mad Max Beyond Scrapperdome.

Well, it's been a 17 year long relationship we've had together. Good times, bad times he's always been there for me to lend a very rubbery ear. Ok this is bullshit but I've just sold my 1976 original Stretch Armstrong to a collector in the States and feel the need to give him a slot. He's pretty awesome really. Great personality, handsome, funny with a pretty sensual bronzed glossy tan, as a supposedly grown man I just can't help give the dude a little squeeze. I remember the time I was struggling to find an answer and there he was, giving me that look...I knew what to do. He's the man. Fact. So, before he flies off to New York City for his big adventure I just gotta get him on here. See ya buddy, you'll love NYC. I love ya man.

Meet Wilf and Iris, my nan and grandad. They mean the world to me and Wilf looks badass in my awesome Christmas bob hat. This is Christmas.

Now I got this mobile blogging thing nailed I can share stuff that I normally can't be arsed to offload from my phone. iPhone's Hipstamatic photo app is an awesome bit of kit for taking cool shots in a fake Lomo style. Yeah I know, the purists think it's cheating but if you ain't got time to fanny about developing film it's pretty cool and there is a bit of skill involved. Here's some wintery bored waiting for trains pics.

Well here she is. Bit of a wreck due to a mad hectic 2010 working but little by little I've been getting hold of bits and piece to make her into an awesome machine again with sickness oozing from every hole. So the script is this. Mountney old school wheel waiting to go on. Revo 15x8s to be sorted with some yellow dishes. Stainless 6 branch is gonna get welded on cuz I can't get an adaptor plate. New wings to go on and all rust is gonna get some heavy work done with my boys at the Garage Club. Ghetto paint job using some genuine aircraft carrier paint we got. Nice. Oh, and I gotta sort out the olympic sized swimming pool in the rear footwell. WTF?! Shit loads more like but we'll see what happens. Whatever happens she should start to look like an angry shit on the roads again. Out. Do work.

Well let's see how this works eh. The blog is gonna get more love again now so playing with a bit of mobile blogging. Bit tricky with the iPhones stoopid text correction but it'll be reet. Stay tuned kids for a lot of random shit. DTA...except DubMissile .