Wild Motorcycle Tales Here's a great story from Edeee2. Got your own story? Send it to me. Long-Legged Woman Quite a few years ago on a Monday morning early I decided to go to the casino boats along the Ohio river in Indiana. Was on vacation and sounded good. I packed a bed roll and a change of clothes and a bottle of rum on my Ironhead Bobber. Stopped at the edge of Indiana to gas up. Pushed the bike into the shade and went to pay for gas and get a cold drink. A few minutes later another Ironhead Chop gassed up and came to join me in the shade and cold drink. The rider was a tall long-legged woman with a very large chest. Naturally she caught my eye. She was from Michigan and was on a gamble trip also. We spent the day gambling at two boats. We camped together that night. With the help of the rum we became close friends that night. The week flew by. Friday morn I wanted to get home to attend a biker party and flat track races that weekend. I invited Cindy to accompany me and she accepted. She was in no hurry to get home or had no other destination. It is now 14 years later and she still is not in any hurry to get home. A man could not ask for a better riding partner or significant better half. -- edeee2
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