The Changeling. I love this bike so much. Built by a bloke called Baz in his back garden from bits of GS1000, 2CV parts and dustbin lids (true story) and thrashed through the 80's and 90's. It evolved organically gaining and losing a turbo, collecting dirt, oil and scrapes like a primordial beast would get from just existing. It's still out there but in the hands of a journalist type who was involved with the other custom motorcycle magazine, you know the one that's not AWOL. This is the yardstick by which all roughty, toughty survival/rat/street fighter bikes should be judged. Shiny? Chrome? candy paint? Do me a favour. Go home and think about what you're doing you big tart. Oh hi nurse is it time for my meds? Yummy.