it was cold. the bats were cool, they kept the bugs off of me while i slept on the asphalt. i'll never ride at night again unless i have too. going 80 on a bike at 1am in the wilderness is no fun
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wrenchin' and drawin' M/C bliss every direction w/ no direction green-horn gainax fan holocaust survivor refugee . . ~
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