I rode a Custom Harley with a custom three phase pearl purple, gun metal gray, paint depending on the way the sun shined on the purple, blue, an black came out. The sound was unmistakable; you knew you were in the presence of a Harley. I loved to ride it everywhere, there is nothing like riding an Iron Horse with the wind in your face. All your problems just seem to melt away, while riding an Iron Horse on the open road. Those who have ridden of any length of time, know that feeling of that special freedom!!
And then it happened!!
It was just another day getting ready to go to work on my Iron Horse. I saddled up and went on my way. Shortly after I left I made a stop for fuel and went on. I was having a great ride to work! I was almost to work when suddenly a semi truck pulled in front of me, I ended up under the semi between the first drive axle and fuel tank. The truck had to be moved to free me.
What inspired me was the medieval era when there were castles, swords, where knights would band together to do for others that they could not do for them self’s. The knights were a lot like the people of today that ride motorcycles, they ride together to help raise money for others that are less fortunate in life and that are stricken with illnesses such as different cancers, diabetes, for abused women and kids, to help the less fortunate.
So blessed to have a second chance in life!!
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