after it was over I jumped in the car and headed off to the office. As I was coming down
Warren Road I could see maybe ten motorcyclists riding two by two a couple lights in front
of me. Thinking it was always interesting seeing who rides motorcycles in winter, it had
to be more than exciting to see what ten people would be out riding in the dead of winter.
Suddenly they were gone! So I continued to my office when all of a sudden there was a roar
of engines to my left, and they there were coming out of the Marc's Plaza coming right at
me, when the light changed and we were all stopped.
In an instant they took off down the sidewalk, ten big Harleys riding down the sidewalk,
how could this be legal, some nightmare out of "The Wild Ones," the movie that set the
tone for all motorcycle gangs to follow...

Nope, just the motorcycle patrol that lead Chief Kilbane's body to rest.






Nothing to see, move along...
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