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Showing posts with label Fatal Custom Riders. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fatal Custom Riders. Show all posts

Monday, August 3, 2020

9 Lives on 2 Wheels- The Ghost Explorer

You may not notice me but I am watching you.  From a corner at the Japan Tempura Island, or maybe at a club while you are listening to your favorite singer and dancing your heart away.  I am watching you.

I am reading your profile and after measuring how exciting a second life you live, I will see your picks or the places you like to hang out at. 

Creepy?  Well, thank you very much but that is how I have accumulated the most amazing map of exciting places to visit in SL.  Last month, After landing at an SL trailer park concert, I followed a suggestion for The Wastelands.  Upon arriving, I realized that I needed a bike.  Of course we all have those cheap copies in our inventory.  I wanted a real bike and nothing else will do. I selected the highly recommended Fatal Customs Chopper.  At the store, I was welcomed by Fate, the owner. Super cool guy who looks like he eats his breakfast while surfing during a tsunami in shark infested water.  He showed me a wide selection of Harleys and like a ghost in a candy store, I picked the first Black Classic Fatboy I saw and TP'd back to the Wastelands.  I was not disappointed.  The ride was pure power and I felt like Harley Davidson and the Marlboro Man rolled into one. 

 My bike is powerful, practical, playful and pimping.  It can even fly!  Now, the thing with Fatal Customs is that once you purchase a bike from them, you become part of the family.  I truly was not expecting that in SL and here it is; A Second Life Store with First Class Service.  Needless to say that I went back to Fatal Customs several times afterwards and actually, thanks to Fate, I am the proud owner of a Springer Softail, a Knuckle Duster, a Lane Splitter Red and an Angel of Death.  

Now I look for places where I am allowed to rez my bikes and roam this strange land.  I used to walk alone and now...I ride alone.  

Don't worry, I will still be watching you and reading your profile, but it will be at 200 miles an hour.

What are you riding?

The Ghost Explorer