So when my great nephew turned one, his pop (my brother in law) just whipped J up his very own bike to ride until he can handle a petrol-run one. If any of you have been to the Motorbike Museum at Nabiac (NSW) you may have come across my brother in law's old speedway sidecar outfit. Won a few titles on Clyde the beast. He made this bike up in the same racing colours. I scrubbed those bloody leathers for many a season...still get head spins everytime I smell Dobbin... A retired chippie, Pop (Woz) whips up all manner of things but I was pretty bloody impressed with this one. And have a go at the little tacker's face will you? It was hilarious...the littlie was grunting and trying to make it rock for him. When J turns 8 if great auntie oldmaid is still breathing I'll whack him on the back my current bike and take him for a spin.