Donna was in need of new seat and if I was gonna build on I figure I am gonna do it up right.
My knee is awefully crooked so this hunk of exhaust pipe worked great for getting a good straight bend. Brother Bean was good help bending and eyeballing shit, and provided good entertainment from his whispering asshole. I bet he farted like 60 times in the 3 hours he was there helping, best performance I have heard ever!
I still have to box in the sides of my camel hump for some added strength, been debating on leaving one side open for a stache spot but not sure yet.
I like my bikes just like I likes my ladies, skinny with a large hump.