My first experience with the Fatboy, The Tank.
I locked down the blade and did an experimental shake to see how secure it was, no sound, not even a slight rattle, the eerie silence was unnerving. The unnatural weight of it was very dominate when I held it to my face. A silent metal clad creation gleamed metallic from its head to handle. I pre set the dial to the recommended "3" and prayed that I didn't awaken some sort forgotten entity left over from the darkness before the light.
It moved under it's own will, with little effort on my part. The shear weight of it was formable. It cut through any abnormality with no remorse. It was on a mission from hell..
My Feather Popular showed a sense of humanity, it was light and gave a reassuring rattle saying it was flawed and it was designed by a man who was flawed. When left to move under its own weight it was able to avoid the major abnormalities giving me a chance to think on if I want to go over that area a few more times or leave it be.
The Fatboy gave no option, it demanded a uninterrupted course, it knew what must be done..
At the end of the struggle it left a few cuts insuring the skin was smooth and leveled. And baby smooth with no razor burn.
I want to thank a member of this board for giving me this wonderful opportunity to own such well crafted piece of history
I locked down the blade and did an experimental shake to see how secure it was, no sound, not even a slight rattle, the eerie silence was unnerving. The unnatural weight of it was very dominate when I held it to my face. A silent metal clad creation gleamed metallic from its head to handle. I pre set the dial to the recommended "3" and prayed that I didn't awaken some sort forgotten entity left over from the darkness before the light.
It moved under it's own will, with little effort on my part. The shear weight of it was formable. It cut through any abnormality with no remorse. It was on a mission from hell..
My Feather Popular showed a sense of humanity, it was light and gave a reassuring rattle saying it was flawed and it was designed by a man who was flawed. When left to move under its own weight it was able to avoid the major abnormalities giving me a chance to think on if I want to go over that area a few more times or leave it be.
The Fatboy gave no option, it demanded a uninterrupted course, it knew what must be done..
At the end of the struggle it left a few cuts insuring the skin was smooth and leveled. And baby smooth with no razor burn.
I want to thank a member of this board for giving me this wonderful opportunity to own such well crafted piece of history