Went for a picnic at Komazawa Koen with the Georgiou fam and some of their mates. These guys were snapping the shit of the local soccer match.
Something new, some more fixies. These are Nori and Rael’s. Incidentally, they are colour co-ordinated to themselves and each other. Rael’s Leader frame creaks like a bitch, but it has a legit MisFixed sticker.
Some Kooks tried to kidnap Akira, while I was pointlessly trying to do mono’s.
Later Oli decided to paint his frame. We went to Rael’s awesome place in Shibuya. Him and his housemate export rice rockets round the world. Both Aussies. I guess there’s a few of us here… maybe? Blokes at work, anywhere in the world.
More crazy kombini snack food. Cherry Blossom Mochi. Mochi is some kind of “smashed” rice. It’s kind of like semi-savoury turkish delight but not sticky.
Rael’s house mate & Jeff Goldblum impersonator, has a crazy fixie with a 650 front wheel for bar spins. I’m told he rides like a maniac too. This low key number was just on another level of they’re apartment block. It’s for Marty (guess why).
Where the fuck am I? Honestly, this is some other shit.
Painting. In the dark. Windy. Hanging off dodgy clear plastic packing string.
End results are what counts though. Oli was stoked. I call it the Hulk.
My poof bike just got a whole lot poofier. Dark days in Tokyo.
hahahaha fuckkk,
it took me a while to get why that bike was for Marty,
then i realised… he’s a conversion.