Any man who can bump start his bike in the middle of Wales at least 10 times in a weekend, while wearing a leathers and bikini combo and managing not to accidentally eat any dairy products for fear of exploding intestines while not dropping his really rather rubbish falling to bits SV even once is a deity of the Org, a biking legend, a God on 2 wheels.
If you require any further evidence you'll have to ask Fallout to post the video.