You're a bike nut living in a strange new city for your job. The custom bike scene there is pretty dire. You feel weird, like a addict who's dealer just got a non-refundable ticket to the big Lexus dealership in the sky. Slowly you realise that if anything is going to be done, you're going to have to do it yourself. Do you (a) spend a whole bunch of cash to import a sweet ride from back home and then spend the same amount of coin again bribing local officials to turn a blind eye to the missing indicators and complete lack of fenders, (b) sell your soul and buy a Harley Nightster Fat Boy Bob '48 XL1200S Limited with the fringed leather saddle bags and gold plated gattling-gun exhaust tips, or (c) ignore the fact that you are a stranger in a strange land with very little local knowledge and language skills and start your own damn shop? Well, please say a big "Ni Hao" to Daryl Villanueva or as we like to call him, "Mr. C".