Saturday, December 01, 2007

Is this the stuntbus to the civic centre?





Couldn't let the passing of one of the 20th centuries greatest, Knievel,E. go unnoted. My cousin had the sheer awesomeness that was the stunt bike playset as a young tacker. This toy made Hungry Hungry Hippos feel slow, quiet and sensible in comparison. Revving up the handle bars and firing Evel off to places unknown was almost more fun than you could handle. The supplied flaming ring of death and ramps were quickly disregarded, replaced with epic Snake River canyon style "Breakfast bar leap of faith" and "Garage stairs descent to doom" stunts that no doubt would have had your Princes Leia figures swooning.

The lessons taught by Evel and his ilk were beautifully distilled by Capt Lance Murdoch. Not only did he remind us that for him life was as simple as In action/In traction, but the simple "cut through" message that is : Bones heal, and chicks dig scars is all you need. I'd like to see your Depak Chopra/Anthony Robbins/Oprah/KAK break it down so simply. Vale Evel.

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