Another flavour wideboy... it can’t be! Say it ain’t so Joe!

Just like those shoeless wonders, Mike took the bait. In some sleazy downtown bar the deal was done. Looking across the table at some schmuck from the East Side (of Nailsworth), Mike rolled his eyes at the barkeep.

The barkeep rolled them back. Contemptuously.

Of all the ice-cream-soda joints in all the world, Mike had to come into this one. Still, Mike comforted himself as he hit the workshop, sleeves rolled up and blinds rolled down, the barkeep’s eyes gave me an inspiration. Hell, I’ll produce somethin’ they ain’t even thought of yet.. I know! a red wideboy 40... all the fun of the original but red and with a even wider neg...

How about that. Niko and his boys weren’t going to take this lying down. Well, you feel lucky? You gonna read the manual? Are ya? Well go to it. Do your best.

And, whilst you’re here, why don’t look at the sample pics, honey chile? You know want to....