Spiral Direct T-Shirt - Night Rider

On a chilly, wind-tossed summer night the Angel of Death has his cold, lifeless hand on the throttle. The distant screech of tyres builds to an otherworldly crescendo as he rounds the corner of a dark country lane on a pitch-black motorbike and goes full bore. Wings unfurled, blotting out the moon’s sorrowful glow, he prepares to leap…