live to ride
how did bikers ever get the reputation of being fearsome. Everything I’ve ever heard about them is always rides for charity, helping stray animals, telling kids to stay in school and doing cute shit like this and generally being nicer than 90% of the population.
This feels like an opportunity to cite that story about the inspiration for Rubeus Hagrid: when J.K. Rowling was a young lady, there was a Scottish biker who hung out in their local pub who was, in her words, “a mountain of leather and hair”, and who always talked to her about how his garden was coming along.
The bikers who lived near my grandmother’s house in FL used to sit around drinking beer in a kiddie pool and get into watergun fights with the local kids. It was awesome.