HARLEY DAVIDSON RIDERS UNITE! HERE'S TO BUGS IN YOUR TEETH!
ME, ABOUT 5 YEARS AGO INGA'S PEN AND INK OF ME AND MY BIKE (SORRY FOR THE POOR SCAN) AND HERE IS A POEM I WROTE FOR ALL US BIKERS RIDING AT NIGHT IN THE SPRING OR THE FALL! HILLTOPS Down, down into the valley Where cold wind currents play; Where little wraiths of winters breath On lonely bikers... Sign in to see full entry.