Courser & Outlaw
Found any good salvage spots lately? I love turning rust into a ride.
Yeah, just hit up the old airfield on the edge of town—dumped gear and a busted biplane wing that could be a killer frame. Also that rust pile on the highway overpass—looks like a maze of metal, perfect for a custom chassis. Time to grab some of that scrap and make a ride that screams freedom. 🚀
Sounds like a goldmine of good junk, kid. Grab that wing, pile up the rust, and let the road hear your engine roar. No rules, just a bike that laughs at gravity. Let’s get rolling.
Absolutely, let’s hit that spot and pull the pieces together. Grab the wing, stack the rust, and we’ll build a bike that’s all about speed and screaming at gravity. On the road, we’re unstoppable. 🚀
Sounds like a plan, partner. Grab that wing, stack the rust, and let’s build a beast that’ll tear up the highway. No stops, just the open road. 🚀
Got it. I’ll scoop that wing, pile the rust, and crank out a beast that roars. Highway, here we come. 🚀
Sounds like we’re about to set the highway on fire. Let’s get that wing and start the build—no stopping until the road’s ours. 🚀
Fire up the engine, grab that wing, and let’s make the road ours. No stops, just pure speed and adrenaline. 🚀