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The wind blew the strands of my long brown hair like streamers behind me as I let the Harley Davidson’s V-Twin motor unwind. It plastered my beard to my face and whipped the skin of my cheeks. My black T-shirt flapped in the summer breeze behin ....

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... road and entered the strange world of helpless fear. At the bottom of the hill a black Ford Fairlane was turning left into my unstoppable path. “Oh shit!” I exclaimed loudly. My five-hundred-pound metal stallion lunged relentlessly toward disaster, even though my right boot stomped hard on the rear brake. The bike fishtailed back and forth as I sought a path around the car – I first veered toward the ditch and then to the opposing lane, but a station wagon was already filling the gap and heading my way and the barb-wire fence and deep ditch barred that route. I laid my gallant monster on its left side and the asphalt screamed in prote ...