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I speed up the incline at seventy miles per hour, my bike is killing it. The smell of burning rubber is doing no justice to the actual heat my Harley’s taking. If the cops flashed me now, I'd be f****d. Not only did I leave my license back at the room we’re staying in, but the club has no jurisdiction in DC.
The old deputy, Willis was shot a few weeks back. Although the bullet grazed him, he took his family up North for some desk job. The Prez didn't wanna bust the man's balls. We don't even have a chapter this side and hardly spend time in DC to really care enough to bribe him to stay.
The women wouldn't stop nagging about seeing the new club that opened up tonight which is the only reason we're here now.
I was in no way driving 23 hours so they could dance in some club because s
