“WHY YOU GAVE ME YOUR LAST MEAL?” THE MASSIVE BIKER GROWLED, STARING AT THE EMPTY TIN POT. THEN NEXT MORNING, 500 BIKERS ARRIVED TO ANSWER THIS QUESTION.
But as he lay in the snow, he knew with absolute, chilling certainty that the invisible black ice on the access road was going to be the pathetic thing that finally took him out. When his front tire suddenly lost all traction, the entire world had turned violently upside down. The heavy impact had instantly…
