Rick Derringer Said So
There are times however, when I’m on my bike, that I don’t feel welcomed by others on the road. Sometimes, it goes well beyond a feeling of being unwelcome, it feels like loathing or hatred even. It feels…well…horrible. Once, a while ago, someone threw a cup of tobacco spit at me from a car window. . . at that moment, I had some hatred myself. I […]
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