Key Features:Available in 1.5mm & 3mm plug sizes.,6 plugs per pack, in 2 sheets of 3 plugs,Designed to fit perfectly into the body of peaty’s holeshot tubeless puncture plugger tool,Packaged using recycled cardbaord header cards and biodegradable bags.
Peaty's unique single-sided fork design allows for multiple plug sizes to be easily rolled into the dip of the fork and pushed straight into the tyre. The open side to the fork then allows for the tool to be easily pulled back out of the hole without pulling the plug out with it.Made from high quality 316 Stainless steel, the fork is designed to be as short as possible to reduce the chance of you puncturing your rim tape when inserting a plug. The fork has also been designed with a reaming texture on the shaft, to clean out punctures before plugging, and to be as slim as possible, so it doesn't widen the size of the hole already there.Shrinking down to a tiny 65mm x 19mm, this tool has been designed to easily fit into your pocket or slot into a tool wrap or backpack.With knurling on the tool base and ribbing on the lid, you shouldn't have any issues gripping the tool, even in the muddiest of conditions.Simply unscrew the lid and thread it onto the rear of the tool to make a sturdy handle to hold onto while inserting the plug.This pack includes three thick (3mm) plugs and three thin (1.5mm) plugs. These plug sheets can be neatly wrapped around the fork and stored neatly inside the compact water-sealed body. Holeshot refill plug sheets also sold separately packaged with cardboard header cards & in biodegradable bags.Key FeaturesAvailable in 12x Chris King colours.,Quick and easy to insert tyre plugs. With our unique single-sided fork design, you simply push and roll the plug into the hook of the fork.,With no tight gap to squeeze through, the plug is far less likely to pull back out when the tool is extracted the fork is sharp tipped & as slim as possible so it doesn't widen the size of the - hole already there.,Fork made from 316 stainless steel.,Body made from anodised 6061 aluminium.,Knurled body and ribbed lid / handle for extra grip.,Weather sealing o-rings make the tool waterproof when assembled.,Each kit comes with one sheet of 3x 1.5mm and one sheet of 3x 3mm plugs..
Classic shape with new levels of style and performance. We designed these shades to look good and fit comfortably on your face whether you're haulin' ass down a mountain trail or drinking beers in a Mexican cantina.You read that correctly. We are encouraging you to drink some of that sweet amber liquor with the Prince of Darkness. Don't let Satan's reputation (or love of ironic eternal punishments) scare you away; he just wants to be your running buddy. So go on, throw on these amber and black shades and do some Whiskey Shots with Satan.No slip. No Bounce. All fun.No Slip - We use special grip coating to construct our frame to help eliminate slippage when sweating.,No Bounce - Our frame is snug and light-weight, with a comfortable fit to prevent bouncing while running.,No Leopards - Plus, no one wearing goodr running sunglasses has ever been attacked by a leopard (as far as we know).,.Made For:Running,.Great For:Biking,Beasting,.Whiskey Shots with Satan Origin Story:When Satan appeared in the middle of a meeting of goodr’s Board of Directors we were all actually quite pleased as it was a nice respite from the awful powerpoint presentation that Rob was droning over. After making brief introductions around the table, the Prince of Darkness got down to brass tacks: he wanted our souls and was willing to give us most anything we wanted in return. Before we could start negotiating, Rob blubbered something about his immortal soul being worth far more than any earthly reward and then tried to run out of the boardroom. Luckily, one of the board members had tied Rob’s shoelaces together (as is tradition), so Rob promptly tripped, hit his head on the side of the boardroom table and then lay mercifully unconscious while the rest of the grown-ups got back to the business at hand.After discussing Lucifer’s proposal amongst ourselves, we decided that a simple exchange of souls for Satanic promises was not very sporting, so we made a counterproposal that we would instead make a bet. Well, when the Devil is down in Georgia he may challenge the yokels sitting on hickory stumps to fiddle contests, but when he’s bargaining with the folks at goodr, he knows the way to our souls is through a few alcoholic beverages.With that in mind, Beelzebub quickly proposed a drinking contest: the 7 members of the goodr board of directors vs. the Father of Lies himself. If the Abaddon won, he would get our souls. If we won, we would get a dinosaur shrunken down to the size of a house cat.Being the courteous hosts, we, of course, allowed the Angel of the Bottomless Pit to choose his drink of choice. We were pleasantly surprised when he produced several bottles of Bulleit Bourbon (10 year); a sophisticated, yet unpretentious choice. With the whiskey selected, all parties shook hands and the contest began. The Adversary would take a shot, and then one of our number would take a shot. And so it proceeded for 4 hours.On his 42nd shot, the Accuser tipped back the whiskey into his gullet and almost immediately placed his hands over his mouth. His cheeks puffed with demonic bile and his eyes began to water. We all held our breath as the Morning Star attempted to swallow his shame. But just as it seemed he might pull it together, another convulsion wracked the body of the Lord of Hell and the vomit spilled onto the floor (and Rob, who was still unconscious).We gave a hearty cheer and exchanged several high fives. The Beast quietly cleaned the vomit from his face and graciously bowed, indicating that we had indeed bested him. Not wanting to be ungracious winners, we declared that we would name our black sunglasses “Whiskey Shots with Satan” as a commemoration of this most epic of contests. We also offered Rob’s soul as a sort of parting gift, which none of us felt particularly bad about because Rob had subjected us to that awful powerpoint. The Dark Lord gracefully accepted our gifts and disappeared in a puff of sulfuric smoke.It had been a hell of a board meeting and we all agreed Pina Coladas were in order.Hail Satan..
Reach for the TLD Holeshot Pullover Hoodie before you head out the door on those cool early mornings.