| 00:00 - 00:03 | Our intel seems correct |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | We believe the TLA are onto us sir |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | They have been spotted here and here |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | They are closing in |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | But I believe we will be safe if we head to Robertstown |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | Doesn't Robertstown have lots of hills |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | and difficult riding terrain? |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | yes, But I believe our members are capable... |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | although some of the TRG have traded their bikes, |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | They have bought caravans, |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | and gone into hiding |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Anyone who's ever owned a Tiger or not made it to the top of the Hollows leave the room |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | Robertstown! What the Fuck! |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | You know our bikes can't climb those hills |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | Our paniers are full with XXXX Gold Cans and Kaiserstuhl Casks |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | How do you think we are going to get our supplies to the top? |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | make the women carry it? |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | I've told you fucking idiots before, |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | We need to get our members onto Trials bikes |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | We need to improve our fucking climbing skills |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | Sir, Some members have Postie bikes |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | Fucking Postie Bikes! |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | They dress up and hide in the outback |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | I'll be fucked if I'm hiding |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | I'm taking my 950 with extra fuel |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | and I'm loading it to the hilt |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | you won't see me for fucking dust |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | I will not surrender to that rag tag goup |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | Always bragging about their 3 cylinders and big ends |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | and then trailering their bikes to the Flinders |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | I don't care that they are reportedly trying to buy sauce bottles and funnels online |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | They are not going to flush us out like a shitty Tiger oil change |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | Years ago, I infiltrated their camp |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | when they were in Blinman. It was just me! |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | I drank all their fucking beer |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | They said I fell asleep.... |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | They thought they were the ones to get the last laugh |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | But I showed them. I snuck some of their red as well |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | Now I find the TLA are stealing our fucking tea towels |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | just to soak up fuckin oil drips |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | and polish their prefilters |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | Don't worry dear, Kipo won't let them take our teatowels |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | I can see the TLA will want us to surrender |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | but there's no fucking way you'll find me on a Tiger |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | I might even register the PE |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | I'm sure it would be good for some long distance rides |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | Do you think they would make paniers for the PE |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | I would be able to pack a swag and some red then head to Blinman? |
