antique

The crash helmet, skid lid, bone dome, whatever you want to call it, it’s been part of any rider’s wardrobe in this country since 1973. But it wasn’t always like that. And it wasn’t always pretty.

Toodle pip and chocks away, Ginger! Visordown's off on the oldest classic bike run in Blighty. Hurrah! Don't spare the horses, and last one home's a rotten egg