When I was a kid, Evel was THE MAN.

One Christmas, Santa brought me the Evel doll and motorbike, complete with jump ramps.

The bike had a rip cord AND gyroscopes inside it so it could wheelie like a real bike.

I loved that thing so much. Years later, Mum told me Dad and a friend of his were playing in the hallway (probably half cut) with Evel on Christmas eve. It was that cool a toy.

So, it’s sad to hear he has died. RIP- you legend.

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