I used to work at a motorcycle shop where we specialized in resurrecting old japanese bikes. As you might imagine we would often go and pick up some fairly crazy barn finds from time to time, some of them down right hideous. The owner whom I used to work for was a funny guy, Jim. When he came across something very hideous, and had to describe it politely he would use the word "custom" with a heavy dose of Canadian sarcasm.
Wow. That is a "custom" Spitfire.
Adam.
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1973 Triumph Spitfire.